Raising The Alarm

a poem by Elaine E. Howie

Don’t you see?
The toll the war has on me
Is this my fight?
Are have I been thrown in this plight

I want to go home
But I can’t leave these poor people here alone
I see their struggle and I reach out
Some don’t even know what it is all about

We came here to help
But somehow we got left
In this hell hole
Looking for our souls

Peace seems so far away
But on we stay
I give my solemn prayer
To those who stay here (dying)

A few more days
Is what they say?
But is it going to matter
Today more bullets splatter

I seem to think not
But I can’t see us stop
For we are red white and blue
Standing tall standing true

Against this terror we will win
We must preserver to
The End