A boy man’s face
staring into the cold
soft eyes that see hard
his soul there but lost in the snow
he looks, he sees he reacts
shaken free
by screams of agony
and puts his life last to save another
There are a million hells on this earth
those that have been, happening still or yet to come
an ongoing history repeating itself in blood
staining snow, sand, tar, steel and hearts
all there for another boy man’s eyes to see
He returns home
his soft eyes hardened, traumatised
staring into what’s left of his life
he grows into the old man who never forgets
and when alone
his soft boy man eyes
cry
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ouch…heart tearing poem…the horrors that harden our boys into men….there are a million hells on this earth to look into that would cause it but i was thinking of war…his tears at the end, hit me….