TellingOnMyself

Here is my problem 
I saw my share
Of action on my 
Battlefield of life having 
Learned a long time 
Ago that whatever I 
Do or don’t do 
Is up to me
I have at odd
Times awakened face down 
Breathing in mud and 
Blood and slowly risen 
Amidst the carnage of 
My campaigns witness to 
Destruction at my hands 
But now I don’t 
Know how to undo 
My lifetime of certainty 
And accept that in
These now peaceful times 
There are simple things 
I simply don’t know 
How to do where
Are the trumpets where
Are the men where 
Are the victories what
I’m left with is 
Bathing and laundry and 
Sweeping and groceries and 
The quiet life afforded 
To the commander of 
This my destructive life