<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366196" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>christmas not far from the Holy land</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A fleeting mental picture<br>Conjured up in young lad’s head<br>Of shopping malls and Christmas trees<br>Of warm kitchen and warm bed</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> anticipation of a great Christmas eve<br>Of family gathered round the Christmas tree<br>These pleasant thoughts give reality leave<br> for a moment he’s home, and again carefree</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Harsh reality returns, pushes memories away<br> helmet is pulled down tight on his head<br>Near and around him his compatriots lay<br>Some frightened, some trembling... some dead</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hands shaking, teeth clenched, eyes wet with tears<br>Blankly staring, without seeing... carnage abounds<br>Aging by the second, yet still young in years<br>Will be haunted forever, by War’s savage sounds</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> On a cold mountainside, somewhere in Afghanistan<br>Young men are killing and in turn being slain<br>On Christmas, and not too far from the holy land<br>One must wonder 'dear God, what do we gain? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When our boys are back... or their bodies returned home<br>Afghanistan will return to a country of yore<br>And Christmas’s will never be the same Christmas's<br>That our young men knew once before</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Whalen">David Whalen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366196" data-title="Christmas not far from the Holy land de David Whalen" data-description="A fleeting mental picture Conjured up in young lad’s head Of shopping malls and Christmas trees Of warm kitchen and warm bed anticipation of a great Christmas eve Of family gathered round the Christmas tree These pleasant thoughts give reality..."></div> </div> </div>

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