Returning Hero
A fanfare of trumpets,
a victory parade.
The battle dust gone,
a hero's cavalcade.
Not hearing the cheers,
just being alive.
Thinking of one's comrades,
who didn't survive.
A welcome home,
they don't understand.
The nightmare is over,
a tremble of the hand.
Courage is not in battle,
nor fear under attack.
The most difficult of all,
the fear of coming back.
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