To Invent

 

I wake up to a world full of chaos

In the news, I hear of our soldiers

And their bravery, their passion

 

I hear of the damage done

I see my step-brother

And behind his façade

I see a traumatized soldier

 

I see the pictures on social networks

The soldiers who gave up their lives

And the ones who were injured beyond repair

 

I realize this

That my drive is like theirs

That they are my inspiration

I will not fight, nor will I be a soldier

 

But I will create

My dream job

Is to create for a purpose

To make technology that will revolutionize combat casualties

 

I will create

To live in a better world

 

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