Purple Heart

Heart,

broken apart,

bedlam of horror

solemn warrior.

Unexplained,

abhorred.

restrained,

unheard.

Fear,

tears,

nightmares,

aloof stares.

Sighs,

seeks relief,

shaky leaf,

in grief.

Once proud,

of turmoil,

on foreign soil,

life spoiled.

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“The Badge of Military Merit”

(Purple Heart)

The Badge of Military Merit was established on August 07, 1782 during the Revolutionary War.at Washingtons Headquarters in Newburgh, New York 12550. Washingtons Headquarters was also known as the “old Hasbrouck House” The “old Hasbrouck House” was also referred to as a square room with “seven doors and one window”

Heart on February 22,1932 in respect to the memory of the 100^th anniversary of General George Washington.

This poem depicts the profoundness and somberness of a wounded patriot whom after returning from war on foreign soil what he has contend with in life and his conscious. At the beginning the pride and honor permeated from his very soul. A moral obligation to defend the freedom of this country. The ravage pain of war and what awaited him in combat, was the unexpected. He thrived and dreamed in high expectations of a world, full of glory, laurels and rewards.

Innocent and unaware that life is but a Pandoras Box . Life is like a river that overflows its bank, rumbling and resonating in its fury. Tawdrious and crackling, sounds that frighten the very soul of the fauna around its bed and devastates the existence of the flora, yanking it from its very root. Leaving nothing but chaos and confusion behind. Destiny, changed completely and the only recourse he has is to pick up the remnants of a once sublime crystal clear, sin free Utopic life and start all over. Mending pieces until he can reconstruct a pseudo-life. Then and only then, he will need to awake to reality and conquer new challenges.

Overwhelmed in fear, tears, nightmares and loneliness he reaches out in silence and darkness to no avail.. The echoes of the soul are ignored. Shaky nights in grief. Tremors that but the inner soul could only pacify in the emanating and overflow of painful tears.

Once the patriot stood proud in the midst of foreign soil in turmoil defending the very essence of democracy. Subsequently he realizes that all his dreams have been shattered and spoiled, and this is what he has to contend with today.