Brian James Caffrey Biography

Man searches in the garden,
For a fruit to find,

Some say it's sour others pure divine,
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When I’m dead and gone,
Don’t mourn for me,
Life is too short as you see.
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The sun cutting through the clouds,
Landing on the water,
Like liquid crystal.
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Terrorists! ! ! We cry, as we point the finger of blame...
9/11! ! ! We cry, it has left us dead and lame...

Iraq! ! ! We shout, is the country of our hate...
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Why do we go to war these days with all our 'civilized' ways?
Bullets whizing past, bombs hail their unmerciful blasts,
Clouds of dust plume, darkness on the battlefield looms,
Men taking their last breath awaiting their impeding death.
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