Writing in Cadence

Five soldiers posing in front of their vehicle where they are still in their gear that they wear to go on the missions that they ran in Iraq to work with the local leaders and fighting groups to develop a level of peace in a broken country that was working to recover from the tyranny of a man who wasted precious resources that could have been put to use to save his countrymen from hunger and poverty but instead decided to use everything for his own greed and breed his own species of goldfish simply to set himself apart from the rest of the world that wanted nothing to do with a man who threatened everybody with his weapons of mass destruction and caused the people living inside the borders of his personal hellhole to build homes out of garbage while he built up palaces that would outlive his tyranny because we stopped his evil ways and brought the opportunity for change to a people who never dreamed of thinking a different way than the one that had been forced into their minds by the barrel of a 9mm handgun shoved into the back of their heads to make them agree that he was the best thing to ever happen to their country despite the continued decline to the state of affairs in the state of heresy known as dictatorship but the Ace of Spades went down like a statue pulled apart on a victory march to the freedom of the people who got to witness the rebirth of their country before their very eyes simply because they looked to the skies and blasted Bombs over Bagdad as ordinance around them shook the ground to wake them from a twenty-four year slumber with an alarm set to say “Let Freedom ring!”