So, I was wrong

an apology to our soldiers
 

I was so wrong

But I was so scared

I was hit so hard

I guess I didn’t care

And I believed

that better men knew best

how things should run

and I succumbed to what came next

flags and songs

and guns for sons

right and wrong was lost

among the hunger to get

something done

in those moments I felt strong

we all knew that we belonged

as we gathered up our arms

and marched toward the front

the crowd threw up

prayers and psalms

so that we could move along

continue with our lives

as though nothing

and no one had been bombed

I was so wrong

But I was so scared

I didn’t dare to stand up

As war plans were prepared

And I believed

I believed that

better days would come.

But I was wrong.

I was so wrong.

© 2008 henry toromoreno