Whenever
every one hear of people being awarded medals of honors, Victoria cross, order
of service and so many damn inciting medals, it seems nobody remembers the real
deal behind this people being called heroes, It their mothers and wives to be
precise. Legit .Let go to the Past.
Heroes bred by heroes |
FLASHBACK
A young homo sapiens
is bornπ, looking mild and innocent, fresh blood from his mother shed coat his
tender body all over. The mother just went through some damned pain more damned
than the pleasure of nine months ago used to introduce this chubby gentle lad
into the world. So meek that when the newborn child clocked 2 he can’t harm or
kill a cockroach, all dependable that his bones depend on mammary glands fluids
to stay strong. His mama taught him all things he need to know and his
Dada strained all his muscles to make
sure there are provisions made for this little lad. At 7 this little lad love to follow his mama all
the way downtown, helping Dad in the garage is not an exception even if
carrying a car jack is too much for the little lad to carry. When being bullied
at school his grandfather prove to send his feeble hands to take martial art
classes and things worked well for the Lad even if he didn’t win a white belt
or black belt. At college, the Lad grew
to become a high school IQ expert, championed all the subjects and win the
heart of his teachers.
However the little lad removed the title
little when he clocked 17 and he was bearing all kind of nicknames, never heard
of, mainly from his class mates, anyway he still remain a young Lad in this
story, but he now hates following his mama downtown, and washing his father car
have become a big liability that wasn’t there before, he hate all that stuff he
once cherished now! However he remain a genius in academics. Dad now view him
as a mystery Lad, disobedient all the same kind and brilliant with sense of
humor.
The young Lad grew a
to enjoy a wild life and exotic moments until he discovered a true sense of
purpose- he decided to join a wing of his country armed force after seeing a
national ad When mama heard, she was heartbroken and she tried everything
possible to stop him, sweet words, nice meals, task and purpose but he remained
adamant, when Dadda heard he grew white! And keep shouting – What! a waste of
potential. His colleagues heard it, they envied him while some said, it was a
waste of potential, discouragement, insults, sarcasm, euphemism, idioms,
hatred, criticism the young Lad Overcame all until became a member of the armed
forces! If defending his country is a crime, then he really wants to be guilty
This were the
beginning of his problems, being a member of his armed force was no fun as he
has expected, video games and movies didn’t tell him the true story of being a
24/7 soldier. Enforced obedience that
can make him do 50 things without complaining made him to remembered 5 years back
when he do complain of doing one more chore after finishing 6 house chores,
yelling back at his mum but here now this grumpy sergeant that is not up to his
age is barking out orders to him and he can’t even resist one. Now this young
Lad thought he was a strong gym champion
but during training his muscles told him that those dumb bell he do lift
during his civilians life is damned dumb. During Snipping class at the shooting
range he learn the patience that he refused to exercise while he was a kid
when mom was late to serve his dinner or soften his morsel of food, on the
dining table over- anxiously waiting for food he had cried out until the empty
cup on the dining table is full tears , but here he is now waiting all in the
name of Patience to take out a dummy target. However nothing boring comes along
without something horny. This Lad goes back home to get someone with emotions
like his mama- he got a pretty wife back from his secondary school days. The
wedding was a merry to the extent that the Lad Parents were so happy at least
the bride is expecting an homo sapiens, a prototype to represent their own son,
incase if his brain got blew out by an unexpected
circumstance.-----------------Time flies *****
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!π£π£π₯ The
patriots call, the time has come for him to prove his guts, to stop expending
his cartridge @ sandbags ,or stop giving martial art kicks @ dummies, to stop
exhibiting camouflage, The time has come for him to ejaculate the tension built
up in him, The time to prove he is no coward , the time to use all the hell
borne training he have received, basically to defend but the reality of killing
is not obvious until he venture into this big deal where boys are turned into
men. His first kill gave him sleepless night, death of his combat mates warned
him to be careful of Post Traumatic Disorder (PTSD) and as time goes on mortar
strikes, tank roars.gas hiss, chattered and headless bodies, overflowed
adrenaline and Golgothas are now a normal stuff for this Lad! To crown it all
he is no longer a Lad, he is a Man!
Meanwhile, he is not
the only one fighting this battle, his mom back home is spending so much time
at prayer houses, pleading for protection over her son at the frontlines, his Dadda
heart pounding so hard that each breath
taken sounds like the atomic bomb dropped on Nagasaki on the morning of 6 August 1945.
His wife now looking
pale, abandoned wearing make ups, clinging to her cell phone and TV for news
about the troops at frontlines and particularly news about him. So Lonely that
when πππͺπhorny no one can take his place, each time she see her child Junior it
reminds her of the face of her man
fighting not the people he hates but for
his loves one he left at home. For real! Junior is now 3 yet he haven’t seen
his father , junior only know the man in the big picture frame of his parlor as
his father. So many rumours heard about him, even the wife friends cajole her
into taking on a new cock but she insist her man lives on.
Missing in action or
AWOL no body at home knows. The man have ventured into the real trades of war,
form a bond with his comrades as bands of brothers, loosed so much blood and
covered great deals of kilometers on foot just to bring the enemy down or
escape being captured. Out of ammo, food and communication he is never going to
give up as the rules says Leave no man behind, his comrades he saved to be safe
until the mission was accomplished then
chopper arrived to take them home where he will no longer be a mere man he is
now a HERO
Hero came back home to
be greeted with shinning medals that could open a blind man eye, so many awards
that make his dad cry for joy, wife diagnosed with joy overflow. When junior
saw him he could barely recognize his father.πΌπΌπ§
The hero knew he was
not the hero but those that have painstakingly fight the results of his absence
at home, they waited for a supposed dead man. Now he is being crowned a hero
and his bank account balance flowing so long like a telephone number, as many
organizations recognize his feats, a hero indeed but when he look at his
grandpa, Dad, mum, wife, son and bosom friends, their appearance look like they are the one that deserved to
be the one called the backbone of his heroic feats. It is his nature to be kind
and gentle and humane, but remember when it comes to matter of protecting his country,
his family, fear him for he is also the
most deadliest one who is more powerful and lethal and relentless.
A hero born and breed
by heroes and heroines a Hero he remain indeed.πͺπͺπͺπͺπππππHERO.
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