Open Poetry #44 |
Time to Go (repost) |
Abe Senior Member
since 2003-05-28
Posts 694Looks like Vero Beach, FL until the end! |
Time To Go (Inspired when camping at Bull Run Battleground) I could see the flash of cannon Over the ridge of the hill Could hear the shots over my head As I lay deathly still. I looked up at the twinkling stars Through the haze of the gunsmoke And I could hear my comrades Whispering as they spoke. There was a quaking in their voice That betrayed their mortal fear And as I gazed into the sky I asked, "What am I doing here?" I thought of all those buddies Killed on this foreign shore And of loved ones back home And then, I knew, "What for!" To fight for God and Country Is a calling, most will heed To keep freedom safe from those Who would plant an evil seed. I lay there in my foxhole Gripped by the numbing cold But then, felt a warmth, from inside Like I was held in the "fold". I felt my best friend touch me And couldn't believe he said, "No need to call the corpsman, 'Cause he's already dead!" And then my head felt light As I looked down below, Whispered, "I'll see ya', Bros Because it's time for me to go!" Del "Abe" Jones Mankind's greatest accomplishment is not the revolution of technology, it is the evolution of creativity. copyright 1984 |
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