We've gone so far astray
No one knows what to say
We got young people's lives at stake
What is it gonna take
For us to find our way?
-- "Loose Ends" by Sergio Mendes, Timeless Album
About a week or so ago, I was waiting at the bus stop when male Soldier walked up. His face looked dirty -- like he had been splashed with paint and didn't bother to wash it off. As he got closer, I realized that it wasn't paint. All of those little splotches were scabs. He had been hit by a roadside bomb. Now I wonder if he was a gunner.
I wonder if any of his buddies were injured, or worse, died. Or did the armor do it's job? I wonder if he has nightmares.
I hope he had a chance to go home.
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