Unsigned Bullet

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A kind of acrostic sonnet kind of thingy

intended for Armistice Day... a little overdue

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Unsigned: the bullet that entered my chest
No sender’s name and no sender’s address
So be this my lot then I shall find peace
In knowing I died a hero at least

Go now my brothers and crush this assault 
No man that dies here shall have died for naught
Each man who falls while still holding his gun
Dies for the freedom of all and of one

Bring woe to those who would snatch us from Earth
Under these skies that shall witness our worth
Linger a while should you face your life’s end
Lest you may rise up to bear arms again

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Even ’pon seventy years here I stand 
To honour the brave who fought for our land

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Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 12/13/2023 6:35:00 AM

Wonderful tribute Terry, no matter the date. It is apropos at any time for our fallen, former, and serving, soldiers. :)

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 12/1/2023 11:06:00 AM

A wonderful tribute to those who fell and those who still stand to remember their sacrifices. Bless you, Terry.

Ilene Bauer

Date: 11/30/2023 12:04:00 PM

a wonderful commentary on war, terry! i love the idea of the bullet being "unsigned."

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 11/30/2023 5:23:00 AM

Wonderful, Terry! First verse especially poignant!

Tom Cunningham

Date: 11/29/2023 9:46:00 PM

The humble bullet is neither friend nor foe, I often wonder did the workers who manufactured it give a thought that it might be used to kill someone. But we owe our fallen veterans so much, but for them who knows what we'd be living under. Tom