2/22/11
9:40am
He went as a boy
But came back a man
His shoulders more broad
A firm grip in his hands.
He signed up after just opening his eyes
Fresh meat; bruised and cold, but given a chance
I received letters of him missing home and
Giving me words of wisdom and guidance
Jake returned
My elder brother, home at last
A few short blinks go by
He's off again, unashamed and unabashed
He camouflaged his heart
With a cold voice, he swears not
His body inked with an outline
Of the life he had sought
Where he has been, he will never be again.
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