In_The_Wind

In_The_Wind's Journal

November 12, 2017

Did you miss me?

My old laptop computer quit after 14 years. I've been working at getting my older desktop computer hooked up and running.

November 7, 2017

District 5, Ballot #175

I voted today.

November 7, 2017

They say all is fair in love and war But that ain't true, it's wrong They ship you out to die for us

He was nineteen
When he landed at Bagram
Scared and all alone
He lost a leg and a girlfriend
Before he got home

They say all is fair in love and war
But that ain't true, it's wrong
They ship you out to die for us
Forget about you when you don't

Having nightmares
And he's running scared
Far from home
And he wakes up
From a nightmare
He's in another one
He's still not home

They call 'em decorated heroes
And pin some medals on their chest
Give 'em a tiny little pension
Could we do much less

They say all is fair in love and war
But that ain't true, it's wrong
They ship you out to die for us
Forget about you when you don't

They say all is fair in love and war
But that ain't true, it's wrong
They ship you out to die for us
Forget about you when you don't

They say all is fair in love and war
But that ain't true, it's wrong
They ship you out to die for us
But forget about you when you don't

Profile Information

Gender: Female
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
Home country: USA
Current location: Watching my Koi Pond in upstate New York.
Member since: Mon Apr 25, 2005, 10:44 PM
Number of posts: 72,300

About In_The_Wind

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ~~~~~~~~~ For, it ends in the blink of an eye. Carpe Diem (Seize the day)!