you can go to the hospitals in Germany or Walter
Reed, and you can see them,
though no one else, but their loved ones will.
the dead, it's horrendous that they died for this
geopolitical merger and aquasition.
but the dead have their peace; they have
their comrades.
the blind, the crippled, the burned, the young
men shitting in bags...they don't have
anything. those "crowds" of cheering "support
the troops" people will move on to other things.
there will be no parades for these young mutilated
men and women when they finally get out of rehab.
no one will support them.
none of these rabid pro-war fanatics will be
there to help them bathe, crap, read a book.
those Republican flag wavers will have moved on
to more important things.
cutting "wasteful" government spending--like
hazardous duty pay for combat soldiers,
like Social Security Disability to pay for their
crippled youngmen, like cutting benefits
for the wives and children of these dead and
crippled brave young soldiers.
the dead, at least, don't have to see what the
people who killed them really feel about their expendable lives.
the broken, the crippled, the maimed, the blind,
burnt, disfigured are going to endure a life of knowing they
gave up their bodies, their futures, their everything
for people who never gave a shit about them at all.