Russell G. Robison

NOMAD

He’d never been the same since
He had come back from the fight
He’d had enough of people
Who had never known his night?

He’d lived his life in silence
When they let him go his way
For he made them uncomfortable
With what he had to say

They would never know of what
He did so long ago
And they could never understand
The price he paid to know

In his eyes unspoken
Lives that time forevermore
For no one is the same
Who’s ever seen the sight of war