Blood Money

I took a clipping from the paper, once
A comic – contrasting ‘time is money’ says
The alive, and ‘time is greater than money’
Says the Dead. I put it in my wallet where
It resides to this day. In Iraq we raked
In the cash or so it seemed. There wasn’t
Too terribly much to spend it on then.
The comic forever reminding me that
The money wouldn’t buy my time back.
My time, I’ll cherish – we all said it.
And when you come home, you do for
A while. Then you forget, and the money
It goes, quicker for some. And then you
Get out. And the pay ain’t so good, and
Before too long that comic just became a
Reminder of my hypocrisy as time flies
By, while I chase the almighty Dollar.

About anotherwarriorpoet

Mathew Bocian served as a Captain in the United States Army with the Stryker Brigade and was deployed to Mosul and Tal'Afar in 2004 - 2005, and to Baghdad for The Surge in 2007 - 2008. He left the Army in 2012 and now uses his poetry as a way to heal from the traumas of war, while attempting to express to readers the realities of war. He is the recipient of the Bronze Star and Purple Heart, and holds a master's from the Graduate School for Public and International Affairs at the University of Pittsburgh.
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4 Responses to Blood Money

  1. Your writing is an inspiration to all. Wishing you only the best. Thanks for reading my blog.
    Shine On


  2. gpcox says:

    Keep the posts coming!!


  3. Agree with the two other commenters!


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