IED Improvised Explosive Device Hundreds of thousands of soldiers come back Scarred by these devices Some show their scars Like the man who took my money at the hockey game Making change with one hand and a stump on the other arm Many more suffer the mental scars unseen Anxiety, depression, dark memories, nightmares Recovery comes in many forms Making masks to show their true faces The ones that hide in their minds Climbing mountains is another way Princess Diana fought against these bombs Many millions still lie in wait in countries all over the world Landmines from the Vietnam War and others Improvised Explosive Devices
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Posted: Jan 2015
About this poem:
I was reading an article in my latest National Geographic about the soldiers making masks as a part of their therapy and recovery from injuries to their brains from the shock waves created by these IEDs.