"Forgotten Soldier"

I was looking through my old notebooks of poetry and other random musings, and came across this poem that I wrote eons ago after having a rather disturbing dream... and seeing as this is me we're talking about, and I should be sleeping, but sleep is eluding me... I decided to post my poem on here. (Keep in mind, it was written quite a while ago, and I haven't edited it...)

"Forgotten Soldier"
  
Last night I had a dream
that a soldier came to me
a knight in camo armor
is what he was to me
  
His face was fair
but his eyes were pained
as he turned and said to me
  
They don't know who we are
They don't know where we've been
They don't care anymore
  
And yet, and yet
We've fought for them
We've cried for them
We've lived, and bled, and died for them
  
They don't care who we are
They don't care where we've been
They don't care how much we hurt
All the horrors that we've seen
They don't care anymore
  
And yet,
Still we fight for them
Still we cry for them
Still we live, and bleed, and die for them
  
We are America's soldiers...
and we will fight for her,
and we will cry for her,
and we will live, and bleed, and die for her...

Life According to Vinny

My other pet came over today, the one who serves me when Tom is working to buy me food. She brought her backpack, she is studying at a school for humans, they are such a sad race, needing such schooling from other humans to figure out their lives. Can't they understand that their only reason for existance is to serve me and other feline types?

From thoughts... daydreams... and other random musings

She seemed to think that I was going to allow her to study for her geology exam that she appeared to be stressing out about. It is so amusing to watch humans get stressed over things that are of no consequence. I was nice to her and went against my natural instincts and allowed her to stare at the left page of the book. After all, the more the humans learn, the more money they can make, and the better off I will be from the tribute that is due me.
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From thoughts... daydreams... and other random musings

Then I was even kinder, and allowed her to read the next page.

From thoughts... daydreams... and other random musings

Hey, wait a minute! I never said you could take notes! She was overstepping her boundaries a little bit there. I never told her she could take notes.

From thoughts... daydreams... and other random musings

Heheheh. Then she thought she could take it away. I added a whole new meaning to the coined expression "ate my homework."

From thoughts... daydreams... and other random musings

Here I am in all my awesomeness, preventing my pet from running away again. If I don't tell her she can have her shoes, she will not leave. And I will be petted and fed treats until my heart's content.

(Disclaimer: Any and all opinions expressed in above blog do not represent the opinions or views of the author, but purely that of the cat who hijacked the computer.)