Words of War
These words were not originally written by me but by a man in a deep state of crisis about his life. His writings have touched me and I have his permission to share.
It seemed as if the war would mark men for life. They might forget women, or money, or love or how to be happy, but they would never forget the war which spoiled everything- even the joy that was bound to come, like the victory ahead. The laughter of men who lived through the war has something forced and desperate about it. It does them no good to say that they might make use of the experience. They mechanisms have been run too hard., out of balance. Laughter no longer has anymore value than tears.
It seemed as if the war would mark men for life. They might forget women, or money, or love or how to be happy, but they would never forget the war which spoiled everything- even the joy that was bound to come, like the victory ahead. The laughter of men who lived through the war has something forced and desperate about it. It does them no good to say that they might make use of the experience. They mechanisms have been run too hard., out of balance. Laughter no longer has anymore value than tears.