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I love your last paragraph. It is so poetic in context. Indeed, a big "Bravo" to you, Brother Aba - as always. 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on November 2, 2025 at 2:02 PM
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So much about life is about honor and humility. Especially when you are in War. War reminds us of what the words tomorrow is not promised truly mean. Doing your best every day is the best way to live your life. No matter where you end up. Home is where you make it.
posted by
BearcatMike
on November 2, 2025 at 10:24 AM
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War Is Hell, and I think the man who would be King and win awards would also like to win Wars.
posted by
Kabu
on November 1, 2025 at 7:46 PM
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I liked fighting as a sense of duty. I suppose there will always be wars since we live in a world of good and evil which makes a sense of duty more important.
posted by
sam444
on November 1, 2025 at 10:56 AM
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Your post and the poem reminds me that war is hell. Hollywood glorifies it but it is nothing like that.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 1, 2025 at 9:51 AM
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