Rock covered armored vehicle
Afghanistan
Children and adult villages pelt
the vehicles with rocks as they pass
By D. R. DiFrancesco
I don’t pretend to know the feelings of war,
I’ve never served,
Instead living the joy and sorrow,
Loneliness and homesickness through my son.
Here I sit in my easy chair,
TV tuned to CNN,
Disgusted that there is no coverage,
Do they even remember we are at war?
I remember every waking hour of the day,
Passing my sons empty room,
Left as a constant reminder that he’s far from home,
Living in squalor, among Camel Spiders and Taliban.
He wrote,
Finally I realize…
Everything here wants to kill us,
My eyes welled up with tears.
He’s his own man now,
No longer can his mother and I protect him,
Our trust must be placed in his training,
Relying on his bravery and strength.
This makes it no easier,
Weeks pass with no word,
Sadness and worry are all consuming,
Struggling to maintain sanity.
Then a brief call or message online,
All is well, could you send me a few things,
I need new boots, snacks, vitamins,
My God its hot here.
For just a few moments there is happiness,
Content that for now he is safe,
Then he is gone again,
No word for weeks.
Sitting in my easy chair,
Still no coverage on TV,
Certain that they have forgotten.
Praying for the next call.
Don’t worry,
I’m safe and doing well.
PLEASE DON”T FORGET OUR BRAVE MEN AND WOMEN SERVING IN AFGHANISTAN
OR ELSEWHERE AROUND THE WORLD
Dom DiFrancesco 
We all hope and pray for the world around us to get better..
Thank you very much. This subject is very near and dear to my heart. :)
Hi
You write good poetry up here, so please keep penning and keep inspiring! :-)
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Thank you very much. I appreciate your kind comment.
I haven’t forgotten these men and women and I never will. That is a promise.
My father works at the Navy Hospital at the National Naval Medical Center in Bethesda, Maryland and at Walter Reed Army Medical in D.C. and he talks all the time about the soldiers he treats (both active and retired).
Jeremy, thank you. I get disgusted with the mainstream media for this and other reasons. They don’t ever mention our men and women serving in Afghanistan and elsewhere. My son is currently deployed the the U.S. Army in the mountains of Afghanistan and I worry about him all of the time. Meanwhile these warriors seem to be virtually forgotten unless you know or have someone serving. It’s nice to know that other people think about them as well. I really appreciate your thoughts. It truly means a lot.
I am glad to offer my support. I know that men like your son are fighting in Afghanistan and I also know that many many people in the military and in the medical corps care a great deal about their well-being. My father shares your disgust not only with the media, but also the politicians who are really just chicken hawks and don’t support our service men and women.
But most importantly, I pray for your son’s safety and for your piece of mind. I hope this war ends soon and that he comes home to be with you and your family.
Thank you and I thank your father for his service to our brave men and woman helping them heal and return to their families. Thanks again.