My father, the “hero”.

My father was a “Marine”.
My mother said he “lost his mind over there in the desert”.
My father “served his country”.

My father was a “crazy”.
My grandmother said he “couldn’t get proper healthcare”.
My father was a “prisoner”.

My father was alive.
His doctor said 35 is young, but the leukemia has taken it’s toll already.
My father was dying.

My father was a man.
The military said he was a “soldier”.
My father was a clone.

My father was not a killer.
You say he “took a stand for freedom”.
My father lost his peace.

My father was not around.
His letters said he was “sorry”.
My father never made it back.

If you can take a boy’s father, you can “take a knee”.

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