A Veteran's Cry-The Journey Home
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TODAY’S PROTEST
Dear Mr. President, members of Congress, Senators…
What has happened to our country?
What has happened to ones we have voted into office?
only to turn a deaf ear to our cries.
Where are you now?
Do you not see those of us who still proudly serve this country?
Those who still proudly wear the colors of this land,
only now; are left to wander crowded city streets,
forgetting-and being forgotten.
And still-wars, battles, conflicts, still rage on,
we are once again called to arms,
only to be forgotten once again.
after the last bullet is fired.
after the last casket is lowered.
Our flag hangs in tatters, desperately clinging to a cheap piece of Chinese plastic on a dirty car window.
The only clean spot on the car is the bumper sticker that proclaims-
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About the Book
A Veteran’s Cry was written for veterans. It was also written for people who support veterans be they friends, family or complete strangers. It was written to those of you who chose to protest- in what we have done, what we do now and what we will chose to do in the future.
This book was written to give a little insight into a world that is sometimes filled with the unspeakable. It is a world, which is very often misunderstood. Many vets have trouble relating to non-vets and the reverse is often just as true. As in many professions of public service people sometimes have trouble understanding the full scope of our different jobs and therefore tend to forget that we too, are just people. It was best quoted to me one day by a friend, “We were common people sent to do uncommon things.”
A Veteran’s Cry was also written as a continuing healing journey for me. In the seventeen years of my military service only a few were spent in combat situations. It was not until several years after my separation from the military that my memories came forward and asked to be healed from those things I thought were long buried; and therefore gone.
About the Author
Michael was born on March 19, 1958 in Seattle Washington. The son of a WW II vetern and Merchant Marine Michael chose to follow in the footsteps of his Father and joined the Army in 1975. Among the many Army bases and countries visited in his seventeen years his first adventure came in the form of being shipped out to a place called South East Asia for a three month special assigment. Some thirty three years later Michael shares some of his experiences as well as experiences of his fellow veterans. A few veterans he got to know personally, many he knew only by the stories they told of similar circumstances. This book is a few of the many stories out there. Michael felt compelled to share these few words in hope of bringing about his healing and also those of his fellow veterans and their families. Scars go deeper than many of us can fathom, it is time to heal.