Who to trust.

by willowdot21

I never saw them face to face but I knew that they were there. The sniper had me fixed between his wires, the burning pin points in my back was his stare.

I could not trust him I could not let my guard slip, one second off the ball and he would fell me like a whip. I had to watch the children and the women too, well I was not on their side and if the boot was on the other foot I’d expect the same from you.

I knew exactly who killed and maimed my mates . Yes they never shook my hand or showed their faces but I knew exactly who to hate. I knew just who and where, were made the plans that would lead to my downfall and I knew as much about them too and if I could of I’d of killed them all.

I knew all this, it was all as clear as day, the enemy on one side and me on mine . Open , clear, dangerous, obvious warfare come what may.

I am home now, but nothing is the same I have no idea who I can trust this is a whole new game! I go out by the front door on my way to sign on, but someone slams a car door I drop like a stone and shout BOMB!

I fall asleep on the sofa while cooking the tea , the alarm goes off and the wife comes in from work and shouts at me. The children don’t really like me , I am not quiet the Dad they knew it not so easy with the pain to join in the things they do.

I fought for my country so all of you could walk free. I have come home a broken jobless man… pray who takes care of me. They cut my battalion they slashed it out of existence with  one strike of a pen, government saving money … quicker,and  as deadly,as the Taliban!

I fought a war for my country, I fought the Taliban. I came home to a wounded heroes welcome a jobless broken man. No job no hope no help terrifying visions in my mind . Once the celebrations were over everyone shut me to the very back of their mind’s.

So tell me who do I trust because I just do not know, is it the loud boys on the corner or the fighters in the pubs are there snipers out there waiting for me hiding in the shrubs. Tell me, tell me now for I don’t  understand. It is the government who lies and who sells me short , so tell me why I should trust them any more than the Taliban.

2 Comments to “Who to trust.”

  1. My son served in Iraq and i have photos of him out on patrol the same as the one above.

  2. It is such a mess isn’t it Harry? I hope he is home safe, and has a job and a good life. Nothing changes by brother served in Bosnia, Northern Ireland and now retired works with SSAFFA helping lads and lasses returning from Iraq and Iran and taking young people on Battle Field Tours, lest they forget.

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