His original email:
My name is Forrest Langley, I am 100% total and permanent disabled. I was in Yusufiyah Iraq in Sunni Triangle of death. I was in multiple explosions. I have Traumatic Brain Damage. I earned several purple hearts for my troubles. I am sick of congressmen and senators walking over the blood of Soldiers. If you would burn the world down with these Copyrighted poems and let the world know how us soldiers feel. Most soldiers that I talk to I would say 98% feel this way. God Bless you Forrest Langely Ps. I cant function well but I have been given a gift that I didn't possess before the explosions. Please pass my gift along to influence others. Dear sir their is 5 attachments here. 5 different poems. I wish that you would send them around the world so us wounded Combat Soldiers who have been on the front lines can make fools out of this crowd and maybe cost them the election.
The first piece I published for him can be found here. (Bring tissue)
Yesterday I received another email from Forrest, asking if I would publish another poem that he wrote.
A night of terror and insanity
It stalks and still haunts me
Ghosts that you cannot see
Wars horrors a horrible agony.
out of the gate we rush into war
as soldiers have done times before
defenders of freedom of liberty
We fight for you so you can be free
I do remember the stench of the blast
instantly light changed to darkness fast
My comrades lie bleeding on the sand
does America care or even understand
I'm out here fighting for you and for me
so my children and yours can live free
i want them to be able to worship god
who freely shed for us his righteous blood
o America America do you care
out here i fight wounded in fear
afraid of us loosing our liberty
to worship our god and live free
fighting for you, WON’T you stand with me
shedding our blood for your liberty
politicians argue fight say unjust war
we bleed and die for freedom once more
If you don’t open your eyes and look and see
that YOU’RE on the brink of world war three
to achieve peace you must wage violent war
if not terrorists will fight at your front door
this war on terror has got to be fought
it is not a war that we chose or sought
if we stay divided great will be our fall
with Muslims united and jihad the call
political correctness makes us willingly blind
CAN’T call the pot black it doesn’t sound kind
experience teaches soldiers future to come
lose war in Iraq and you'll fight them at home
suicide BOMBERS and insurgents in your city streets
senators and congressmen have declared our defeat
our soldiers blood is dripping from their own hands
worried about votes as soldiers die in Iraq`s sands
enemy sees your division and laughs in your face
look at America they say she has become a disgrace
your enemy is united and they have the determination
kill or convert you and make this an Islamic nation
we've kicked god out of America and now IT’S payday
unless Christians get concerned and start to pray
our enemy is overtaking us blind we just wont see
our trojan horse is~ you must be correct politically
Poem written by Forrest Langley who has traumatic brain injury. He has been given a gift to write poetry wont you pass it along so that others will see the truth.
Thanks,
Forrest Langley,
U.S. Army Infantry Ret.
Thank you Forrest for continuing to send me your work.
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