Capture The Flag.
By: Limitless
Favored, thankful to live.
Standing tall & proud of
the flag I’ve helped stand.
I See the chaos and disaster
We have caused, yet; I do
not feel as bad for this foreign
country. The way they killed
My friends and close family.
Took away men’s dignities
And smiled in the face of
Monstrosity. They have almost
Nothing now, yet I feel ..
Wrath. Pride. Envy. Gluttony.
Sloth. Lust & Greed. It burns.
But, I can now sleep with a smile
On my face, my gut; no longer
Twisted up into a knot. The colors,
Red, white and blue rest with my
Soul. A belligerent-like remorse. A
Feeling comes around to my mind. If,
This was in due time; a regret. What
Would be of me? I was posted on news
Stands and TV. I’m a celebrity within my
Own country. And if this ends a regret, a
Tombstone and grave shall be the corruption
Of me. I wish to dispose these dreams and
Nightmares I have every night. But the light
Is still hidden. Images of the faces I’ve helped
Stone and bleed through cold. I regret it so much.
As if the memories are more like sins, I’ve killed
Men. And I am sorry, but I can’t bring it down;
It won’t go away. I captured the flag and put it there
In Korea, I killed god’s children of the sun. Now I must
Pay the expected punishment of my sanity.