Frank Pulver (10/28/1971 / born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida))
Fake War Hero
Only if he really knew...
...what was behind those medals and scars
...what was behind the battles of smoke
...what it felt like wear a uniform that was blood soaked
...what it felt like to see your wounded buddies die
...what it feels like to sit there in silence at times and our hearts
just want to pour out and cry
...what it feels like to see a mother and child get scared and run
...the feelings that were inside in me, when lifted my gun and fired
at them anyway.
...what it felt to catch a so called enemy and beat them with the
butt of our guns
...what was going on in our heads, it was not called fun
There are many that singabout being in war, and have seen the hell it brings
They stand tall in a decorated man’s uniform and feel so proudif they knew, really knew what is to be a fake and to be so obnoxiously loud
Well these are just a few things that he will never really know
WWhy many of us never want to be called a War Hero
Fake War Hero
By Frank Pulver April 1,2013
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