APO 96225

This poem is an incredible example of how regular citizens can not handle the travesties of war. No words or emotions can truly, completely, and fully convey the horrors soldiers witness. This poem to me also has another location also. Right here in our own daily lives, as high schoolers. Parents, and even friends, will occasionally ask what is wrong, and because the average, typical teenager is stubborn, and bull headed, we will continuously push off the confrontation until we give in. And the questioner will not always be happy with the resulting answer. "But his mother -- reading between the lines as mothers always do." (Rottmann) We are still just kids at heart, but our minds are maturing. Even we are not always proud of what we do.