Kaki
I still feel that short embrace
Him turning for one last glance
The look on our mother’s face
Her knowing his fate of chance
What is this cruel affair called war
Who could give such credence
To savage acts and laws ignored
Stand by in silent grievance
Where is this place “over there”?
Where the young men have to go
Why do we heed some foreign scare
From a place that we don’t know
Cast to battle as living pawns
Just a number on a metal tag
Hoping to live till a new day dawns
Avoiding the fate of a body bag
No stories come from those who fell
Just from only those who lived
Their memories of that living hell
One sole and fragile life to give
Now we know what’s over there
Much more than there was before
There are gravestones everywhere
Rusted hulks left on their shore
Scars brought back are hidden deep
They last through all their years
Comrades call them from their sleep
To fight the nightmare’s fears
Rest ye soldier someday somewhere
With they that fell and stayed behind
Go back to them we know you care
Find that peace, that peace of mind
Copyright © Richard Karr | Year Posted 2012
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