This is a follow up to my “feel like I’m losing” blog from yesterday. I want to say thank you to those who responded and came to my aid with kind words of encouragement and heart felt well wishes and prayers.
It’s not easy dealing with “falling from grace” and indeed, it’s a long way down. That’s not to say that my brand of suffering is greater than anyone else’s, just that it’s my suffering.
Many may not realize that this site is a bit more then just a social net work, it allows people like me to vent life’s frustrations if done right. We are all here on this site for many reasons, I myself am here simply because I have nothing better to do with my time and it beats watching the idiot box.
You know, I love our way of life and what this country stands for and represents...it’s the policy makers and the palsies in place that I have trouble with.
It wasn’t till recently that I fear I’ll end up like so many of our vets...down and out and homeless on the streets. The reason for that is because there hasn’t been a massive public out cry for the forgotten vet.
Oh sure we see the “save the children” commercials all the time, we see the massive “aid we give to earthquake shattered, famine stricken, flood ravage decease ridden nations of the world but god forbid you let some poor homeless vet on the streets of New York or any major city try to clean your windshield at a red light for a quarter and you have a cow!
I’ve always said charity begins at home...and I’m the biggest charity I know of!
Back in the late 70's I took part in something I’m not suppose to talk about because of quote unquote “national security” but I’ll tell ya what for the $630 a month that uncle sam give me to live on and the hoops I have to jump through just to keep fighting to stay alive.......fuck that, they’re not doing me no favors.
Many of you I’m sure remember the Viet Nam War, it was several years after that, that the our so called government was pitching the idea to the American public that all our boys were home. I was part of a mission that spent the better part of five months in training while CIA and Army intelligence gathered information and formulated a plan to go in and rescue American POW’s.
The mission went terribly wrong and was a failure. My helicopter was shot out from under us, there were no POW’s and I walked (more like carried away) with a broken right ankle, busted ribs and a damaged right lung that kept me in the hospital for 3 months.
I was coming back from LA in my big rig once when I pulled off I-40 in Arizona once, as I turned left off the exit ramp I notice a fellow vet holding an American flag and standing proud in his weather beaten Army issue and carrying his whole world in a back pack. I knew that I would have to go by him again as I got back on the interstate and as I did I waved him over while I wasat the stop sign and slipped him a twenty. My only regret was that it wasn’t more.
To this day I can still see that scrubby long beard and that hard face under the boony hat and the pain in my heart as I drove away.
Any way, I find that it helps me a bit to share things like that with you. I wrote a piece or two that I would like to share with you and please feel free to comment if it moves you. I call it...
“Where’s Edon”
When you look into the spotlight and you close your eyes tonight, don’t forget about tomorrow.
Well you begged and you borrowed, walked the Forrest but you
saw no trees, can you help me find my way please.
Well there’s a light out in my mind, there’s a fire in the sky
and the devil’s in the way.
Well I have to find the tree with the apple and the seed,
going to bite it for my sanity.
Well, there’s a revolution in my head, all the lights are going dim
it’s getting really dark in here.
Well, I’m trying hard to find it, I got bloody hands and knees,
can you tell me where is Eden please ?
Well, no one ever calls and no one visits her at all,
looks like Adam has finally had enough of Eve!
Well, there’s a revolution in my head, all the lights are going dim
it’s getting really dark in here.
Well, I’m trying hard to find it, I got bloody hands and knees,
can you tell me where is Eden please ?
When you look into the spotlight and you close your eyes tonight, don’t forget about tomorrow.
Well you begged and you borrowed, walked the Forrest but you
saw no trees, can you help me find my way please.
Can you give me a bed to sleep on ?
Can you give me books to read ?
Can you give me food and shelter ?
Can you tell me where is Eden please...?
