by Mariel

Created on: January 29, 2009

A friend of mine was in the army

An acquaintance of mine was in the army

A brother of mine was in the army

My brother was killed

Someone else's brother shot him

My father will never see him again

My mother sits quietly in his room

Sobbing her memories away

Should I call for revenge?

My acquaintance disappeared in the struggle

His CO stated he died

And no one found the body

His family will have to settle

With the vacant coffin, an empty tomb

And a piece of fabric for the rest of their lives

Should I call for revenge?

My friend was injured

Someone took a shot at him

Yet while it did not kill his body

It ended his life.

He is now a broken man,

Unable to trust or to lie down

The memories of battle

Are burned in his head

Should I call for revenge?

My brother lies in the ground

And my heart fills with sorrow

At the distance I can see

My acquaintance's widow

Sobbing silently on the vacant tomb.

And I see my friend, with a broken spirit and healed body

And I realize there is no point for revenge

They were called to enforce it

And the price was too steep to pay.

Where does it stop?

Should I kill the shooter?

Should I seek his family?

Should I call for revenge?

It stops here and now

For I do not want, nor am I willing to pay

Such a steep price when there is nothing to sell.

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