In my travels overseas I have witnessed such
Tragic events from enemy fire or soldiers committing suicide. I have lost my brothers and sisters that I served with which has left me somewhat broken.
I came back to the US to find that my community was inflicted by drugs and crime. I have gone to at least 10 funerals of my daughters schoolmates.
They were shot, overdosed, or committed suicide.
I work as a correctional officer and intake
Criminals on a daily basis. Some heinous crimes.
I feel heartache and pain for the children left behind. What will become of them? I am not a poet. I take out my pen and write when something Is heavy in my heart and this has helped me immensely in getting through my days.