There are times when hope seems impossible to find, hope that a mother's sons will return from war alive, if at most. But when the mother finds hope it is in that mothers eyes, when her son comes back home from iraq a hero, a hero that is unhurt on the outside but on the inside he is crying out in pain, in agoinie, in a state of mind that he has seen horrors that you wouldn't, no couldn't even dream up beacuse these things that he has seen he cannot speak for fear of the horror that he may be sent back or seen as weak. He has seen the death of his friends, fellow soldiers and inoccent bystanders. The torchure he felt has haunted his dreams his older brother who was also in his platoon was killed, he died in his arms and there was nothing he could do because the shrapnel from the car bomb was in his heart. He has to live with these horable memories. These things are happening because the people who run our counrty are all caught up in fear of terrisom when it is them who are the terriosts. They are the ones who stared this war and because of that we are so much in debt that are economy is destroyed. With it is going our planet because we are so caught up in war. This war is somthing we dont need.