I feel such pain

~My hunger grows

to be at ease~

~My Mortal soul

is not at peace~

~I feel such pain

from years gone past~

~My mind insaned

in ever last~

~My every night

is filled with fear~

~I dream in fright

my body sears~

~I stay not sleep

nor do I wake~

~In Limbo’s keep

my body quakes~

~My hunger grows

to be at ease~

~My mortal soul

it yearns for peace~

~I pray my Lord

he gave me life~

~To wield his sword

and end this strife~

~To cleanse my soul

and ease my pain~

~To make me whole

be not insaned~

Duke Sherman

P.T.S.D/VN Vet

'O So Sweet The Pain

~Consumed by lust my hunger yearns

my body aches for her~

~The blood within my veins it burns

passions begin to stir~

~My heart it races skipping beats

pounding in my chest~

~Endorphins flow feeding the heat

my body begins to sweat~

~I take her in my arms embrace

pull her close to me~

~Brush the softness of her face

‘O so tenderly~

~Run my fingers through her hair

looking in her eyes~

~No more the beautiful anywhere

to this I testify~

~I taste the sweetness of her kiss

the flavor of her tongue~

~The juices flowing from her lips

passions venom spun~

~Hypnotizing my senses intoxicating me

hungering ever more~

~Feeding the flames of passions heat

raining from my pores~

~I squeeze and suck her rounded breast

teasing her nipples hard~

~Her breathing long shallow hungry breaths

I can feel her beating heart~

~I kiss I caress her all of length

quenching in her sweat~

~Inhale her sweet and sultry scent

as I reach my hungered quest~

~I enter the regions of forbidden fruit

hidden within her thighs~

~The sacred river feeding the root

flowing deep inside~

~I sample the fruit I hunger for

sweetest of the sin~

~Drink the nectar of the core

cumming from within~

~Making her body scream aloud

jerking violently~

~Floating high above the clouds

on the wings of ecstasy~

~My hunger demands a cumming turn

she takes my hard in mouth~

~Sucks it down I feel the churn

my seed is cumming out~

~She blows my hard as if a flute

bringing on the gain~

~Sucking and swallowing all the juice

‘O so sweet the pain~

~The night is young our stamina great

as is our appetite~

~Our bodies are strong and emulate

to making love all night~

Duke Sherman

Dusk To Dawn Unto Dusk

Like acid stings
So does lust
   

~I think of you become aroused

my heart begins to race~

~Igniting sparks my well endowed

beating out of pace~

~Like acid stings so does lust

burning in my veins~

~Attacking every sense in thrust

driving me insane~

~I long I hunger to satisfy

to quell this acid burn~

~Raging through my all inside

multiplying sperm~

~Between my legs throbbing hard

imbued with acid rain~

~Is keeping rhyme my beating heart

erecting swelling pain~

~I need to taste your lips of fire

touch your tongue to mine~

~Feed my longing hungry desire

with your touch divine~

~To touch to kiss your perfect breasts

beauty beyond compare~

~Takes away my every breath

causing me to stare~

~To wash the baring of your length

marking every curve~

~Nibbling and kissing in descent

teasing every nerve~

~Bury my face within your thighs

caressing with my lips~

~Slip my tongue to just inside

playing with the clit~

~Until I hear your body scream

crying out my name~

~Flooding me in gushing stream

causing you to strain~

~Wasting not the precious brew

saturating your thighs~

~I will indulge the nectar of your spew

cumming from inside~

~Drinking every drop savoring every sip

becoming more aroused~

~You taking my hard between your lips

sucking my well endowed~

~My scrotum in hand you gently squeeze

generating my urge~

~So much pleasure with so much speed

exiting in a surge~

~Out my hard and down your throat

causing you to gag~

~Swallowing down the cumming load

you look at me and brag~

~Like acid stings so does lust

burning in my veins~

~Attacking every sense in thrust

driving me insane~

~I need to taste your lips of fire

touch your tongue to mine~

~Feed my longing hungry desire

with your touch divine~

~Making love from dusk to dawn

and dawn unto dusk~

~Basking in the fruits we spawn

quelling every lust~

Duke Sherman

In These I Do Pray

                                   PTSD Is Hell

~My every night before I sleep

I pray my God to hear~

~To heal this pain inside of me

take away my fear~

~With every beat of my heart

every breath I take~

~I pray my life anew will start

the morn when I awake~

~No more nightmares of the war

peace within my sleep~

~Take away these Hellish horrors

within my mind I keep~

~Let me live a normal life

once again to love~

~Take away my aching strife

imprisoning me in of~

~My memories bring me so much pain

at times of wanting death~

~Sometimes going near insane

never feeling rest~

~I pray one day I find my way

back to sanity~

~No longer fearing the coming day

dwelling inside of me~

~Ending this loneliness pulling me apart

once again to love~

~Mending the wound within my heart

in that I do pray of~

~With every beat of my heart

every breath I take~

~I pray my life anew will start

the morn when I awake~

~To once again take long walks

not fearing from aback~

~Or wondering if people will gawk 

causing me to snap~

~Have my children respect me

visiting out of love~

~Not for what they want in greed

in that I do pray of~

~To remember their times of youngering 

when our lives were close~

~When Daddy was their everything

instead of being cold~

~And when I am gone to think of me

remembering all that was~

~To proudly announce He was my Daddy

 in that I do pray of~

~My every night before I sleep

I pray my God to hear~

~To heal this pain inside of me

take away my fear~

Duke Sherman

Sgt, US Army

Vietnam Veteran

P>T>S>D

Post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) is an anxiety disorder that is caused by exposure to a traumatic event or experience, which causes people to feel fear, anger and helplessness. It especially affects those who have experienced violent assaults, either to themselves or others, natural disasters or catastrophes caused by individuals, and military combat. PTSD can be difficult to diagnose because many people do experience intense emotions, such as shock and fear, after traumatic experiences, but it is those that have these feelings over longer periods of time, such as a month, who are more likely to have PTSD

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We Were Soldiers II

A Traitor to America

G-Troop

2/11 ACR

And 25th Inf

Ambush Patrol

1972

~We were Soldiers one and all

fighting for our flag~

~We saw our brothers fall by fall

go home in Body bags~

~We could hear their cries of death

fighting to the end~

~Gasping to breathe their last breath

many were my friends~

~Throughout the day into the night

unto the next of day~

~Charlie hit us hard in Fire fights

but we made him pay~

~Ten of us one hundred of them

a terrible cost of life~

~Battles lasting to never end

striking from their hives~

~Compounded by lasting rains

saturating all around~

~Causing some to go insane

but still we held our ground~

~Back home they protested us

siding with the Cong~

~Burning our flag with Discuss

saying we were wrong~

~Jane Fonda played a Traitors game

posing on their guns~

~An enemy to us America’s shame

collaborating scum~

~She supported the enemy’s every lie

with her evil slurs~

~While our soldiers fought for their lives

in defense of hers~

~Our brothers sitting in rat filled cells

one hundred yards away~

~Hotel Hanoi their private Hell

suffering every day~

~Fifty eight thousand two hundred plus

gave their precious lives~

~Believing in what we thought was just

protecting freedoms right~

~No heroes welcome or job well done

when we came home~

~We were no better than horses dun

we would stand alone~

~They spit on us and called us names

Baby killers from Hell~

~Only adding to memories of pain

many we could not tell~

~For some of us the war goes on

every night we dream~

~We find ourselves back in Nam

waking in a scream~

~Relationships are not as they fail

scaring those away~

~Some find themselves locked in jails

minds gone astray~

~Caused by being hooked on dope

coping with the pain~

~Giving up loosing all their hope

and going insane~

~In the end many take their own lives

after surviving the Nam~

~Leaving behind children and wives

in pain and dwelling on~

~We were Solders one and all

fighting for our flag~

~We saw our bothers fall by fall

go home in Body bags~

~We wait our turn to join with them

to end our ever pain~

~When Azriel takes us at our end

to the Soldier’s hall of fame~

Duke Sherman

Sgt,USA 

G-Troop, 2/11 ACR

Vietnam 1971-1972

Black Horse Soldier

'O So Very Slow

~She is my every one desire 

igniting flames within~

~Spewing tears of liquid fire

sweating from my skin~

~Fire storming raging flames

engulf my body whole~

~Driving me near insane

deep within my fold~

~Attacking of my hungry loin

imbuing my long of shaft~

~Throbbing hard between my groins

 dancing at Full Mast~

~Gorged with blood so hot it burns

rousting of my seed~

~Inciting my every hungry yearn

my every fantasy~

~I long to hold her in my arms

touch her lips to mine~

~Embrace this raging Firestorm

forever in of climb~

~She is my every one desire 

igniting flames within~

~Spewing tears of liquid fire

sweating from my skin~

~I can taste her on my lips

flavored from within~

~’O the sweetness of her kiss

where my dreams begin~

~Feel her breath upon my neck

as I tease the nips~

~Budding fully from her breast

embraced within my lips~

~Their beauty beckons my every glance

enchanting my train of thought~

~Bewitching me of hypnotic trance

leaving me besot~

~To ride the beauty of her length

kissing of caress~

~Inhale the sweet of sultry scent

stewing in her sweat~

~Further fueling my desires

fanning flames within~

~Spewing tears of liquid fire

sweating from my skin~

~Mapping my way unto of bliss

hidden down below~

~Marking the path with tender nibs

‘O so very slow~ 

~Unto the realms of forbidden fruit

deep within her thighs~

~Drink the nectar of the root

cumming from inside~

~I can taste her on my lips

flavored from within~

~The flavor of her cumming spit

the sweetest of the sin~

~Fire storming raging flames

engulf my body whole~

~Driving me near insane

deep within my fold~

~Feel myself between her thighs

deep within her core~

~Her every quiver quake in sigh

sucking out my spores~

~Traveling the tunnel of my shaft

in search of sweet release~

~Loading the seed of final climax 

cumming in my bleed~

~Steady flowing making pace

steady rapid thrusts~

~Our bodies entwined of interface

in that of making love~

~Quelling the hunger of my loin

bustling in my shaft~

~Throbbing hard between my groins

dancing at Full Mast~

~I long to hold her in my arms

touch her lips to mine~

~Embrace this raging Firestorm

forever in of climb~

Duke Sherman