PTSD The pain of coming back home

Just a cold view point of war (love or Hate).

When in human events that each man and woman find themselves set on a coarse that they least expected there chills of fair and anxiety but If properly trained there are events that each person may overcome.   I started life and was given full tearing on proper foundations skills to deal with standard issues. There was a sharpening of my skills an as the bible says clearly no man is a prophet in his own land but the words I employ have been washed and cleaned to seduce the people to look at there proper place in this world. 

            This is a most daring move for one man to do but it starts with one and it starts with the voice of one man, to declare his philosophy, and announce an Ideology that announces a radical call for the people to make new request of policy and new whys for Government to be run.  And this means to stand you in collages, High Schools, the employed and the employed.          We don’t care who does it but we want change and If I die pursuing it would be worth it for my Boys and my girls because the greatest sacrifice of love is to die for then.  So that they can have the things I never will God bless this country of honor, and lift up those who dies in defending our country and it does not matter if it was a war that still have questions on who started,  we still Honor them Solute. My friends; no one comes back the same PTSD in all levels

Sometimes this is all that keeps a man going when I man comes face to face with the man he has to fight and like wise the enemy has the same thought family doing the job and protecting those he cares for.  And that is the business of WAR.

 A sigh of Hope

While in distant memory,

 Away from all the noise!

I find myself thinking.

Of you, my girls and my boys

Then I cry.

I never thought that you would go,

And leave our love behind!

So I made this resolution to myself,

To never love another, and our love be kind.

My friends see me sad and weakened,

And wish I would give up this fight.

My answer is, I lit this candle long ago,

And still it has some light.

Each night, I ask my heavenly Father, 

To guide my every stride.

He tells me to keep on going,

True love! Just never dies.

So if I die before my time,

I’ll put on paper now.

To witness true love within my heart,

That I still had hopes for you and I

done GtW o1o4o6