Today, take time to really think about the sacrifices that were
made. Take time to imagine what it's like to be covered in the blood of one of
your brothers. Imagine picking up the torn pieces and entrails of his body, one
by one, and stuffing them into a sleeping bag so that at least his body can make
it home to be buried by his wife and two daughters. To pick up the small bible
that he carried in his pocket for luck and not be able to turn a single page
because his blood has drenched and stuck them together. Take time to really
ponder what it is like to dream every night of the blood dripping off your hands
into the sand as you watch a young boy, barely in his teens, die in his father's
arms. Take time to wonder at what it feels like to come home and explain to a
friend's mother the events surrounding her son's death, to look her in the face
and watch her tears as she hears your story. Take time to really think about
wiping a friend's brain matter from your shirt. Feel helpless, as you learn of
your friends committing suicide one by one till the deaths of those who have
taken their own lives after the war overtakes the number of those who died in
the war. Take time! Really take time to
think.
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