Poems of War
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As war rages overseas, many Americans strive to understand the pain and suffering of the courageous troops, fighting for our freedom. Poet Sarah Patricia Condor is one of these Americans, and she believes it is necessary to tell their story. She has read their letters, heard their stories, and seen their families in pain; but for Condor, the pain is much more personal.
She is a child of the Cold War. Her family members have served in every major conflict in the twentieth century, from World War I to Afghanistan. She has seen the turmoil of the distraught wife, waiting for her soldier to return, and heard stories of the homesick young men, who long to hug their mothers one last time.
Poems of War is a brash recollection of tumultuous days past. It is an ode to the heroes who seek no recognitionthe ones who walk by unnoticed and unrecognized. For their sake, Condor has given them a voice in her collection of true war tales. She praises courage, reveres the brave man, and respects faith in what is good. Soldiers are no longer faceless once their stories have been told.
Sarah Patricia Condor
Sarah Patricia Condor grew up listening to the Russian-jammed Radio Free Europe, dreaming of the freedom that so many American youth take for granted. She sought shelter in the pages of books, where she learned to free the past pains in her heart and soul through the written word.
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Poems of War - Sarah Patricia Condor
I Trust in US
I know why you are reluctant to read –
It is that evanescent feeling that the pages
Are still blank and the eyes
Cannot focus and your whole being
Is lost in between the lines
The lines that flow like the waves
Upon the ocean far far away from the shore
The shore you left behind and now
Long for it to turn back and feel
That steady and firm ground under your feet…
Long for the people to meet who
May have missed you all this time
And fill their lives with love and emotion
Whatever the result may be –
Not like this with the head buried
In between the undeciphered thread of him
Who is dead now and knows not
Of your sufferings and pains and premonitions
Because you have your dreams and
Hopes that are larger than his –
And I understand and close the book and
Will dream with you because
I trust in You I trust in your Dream I trust in US.
A Fallen Star
He sat there behind the bars
Like a fallen star, devoid of sparks and shine
Like yesteryear’s Valentine
Somber, slumbering, slurping from a bowl
A soup of dreams – that’s all
All that he had was a pair of sunshades
A spotted cat that came and went
As the Sun faded and returned
Over an aged typewriter bent
He yearned for another day…
Perhaps because there was something there to say
Someone there to live for –
He saw life in the eye of the cat
The life he had never had, because
He lived by the sword
Without remorse, without a word of love to spare –
And now? Heavy the bar falls
The warden calls – ; and he?
The man behind the bars
Is not to be…
The Real Ones Do Die
Ashamed and tamed they came
Back from the Middle East
Not all returned – some are still missed
Some had to go, but they who stay
They know the truth of war…
And in one war there are many truths
As many as the fallen youths
As many as their wishes and desires
As the fires on the Fourth of July
In many-colored visions burst…
The White House of indecisions
A Master-Reader on a master stage
Hallows lies to eager ears
While another soldier fades away
And no-one knows, and no-one hears…
The orders come from Beyond
To the man who fits the bill
Who meets the demands of the command
He who does the kill –
He who was too young to fade away
Too young to fade away on a sunny day
Somewhere far, far away from home
In the field, all alone – there!
There is where the buck stops – there
Where the Duty to the Land is done –
So even those that came, left again
Ashamed, but tame no more
For the second, third, fourth time –
They knew full well who they were
And what they were going for…
While at home their mothers weep
And a mainstream host keeps his interview
With a fat-mouthed politician with no clue
Who had voted for your son to die
And now – will not even cry…
He will not hear you asking Why?
For he has a home to go to, a family
A hot bath, a restaurant dinner, quiet night
For he has his big fat seat, crony friends
Twining their macaroni hands, pulling –
Pulling strings, pulling – around and around
Each word a sound of a makeshift emotion
Each word a locomotion to the Land
They can neither feel nor understand
They can neither win nor possess with Pride…
A snide smile upon the upper lip – they
Think the same of him who is to sleep forever
Him, who came back to leave again, to die
To do his Duty, by-and-by, by his Belief
That is much larger than you or I –
Or those up there who will not say Why
And if – it is just another scheme, the same old lie
Dressed up to kill in a billion-buck gown
Unashamed, untamed – almost, one would think,
Like a brand new recruit – pampered, smooth…
Not ready for a drink of Scotch – not yet
Not having had his fill of youth – not yet
Unspent dreams, an i-pod in his ear –
All Heart and Soul and fear To Be
As good and brave as he only can:
An American Soldier, the American Man –
The one is for real, the other – ? A show.
Inexplicable show…
Why does the first one have to die?
I cannot tell. I do not know.
A Wake-Up Call
To Walt’s Drumtaps I wake up
A train running through my mind
La guerre that I have to venture:
Speak of Life! My dear, speak
To me as I speak to You – not
Of adventure, trying out your Fear
Like Miss Fortune a new gown, perhaps
Then? – a Good-Bye
– God Bless…
And help those who help themselves –
To the sounds of War I awake
My first thought belongs to death
My second, as I take my breath,
Stays dedicated to what shall remain
Of this pain, sweat and fortitude –
Perhaps a solitary pair of boots, or
A pair of eyes staring at the sky…
No more? I shall be happy then
Lucky to have lived as a Man –
As a Human Being with dreams galore
With someone to love, though far away
And much desired and craved for
Here, and theneverafter – through blood,
Through sweat and tears and cries
That no-one hears but I – the lucky I
The stalwart I, marching to die perhaps
To preserve the tradition, to honor the past
To bless my Country and You, my