Poem For Memorial Day

First_Warrior
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Here's something I wrote for Memorial Day in 2001. 


The Best Are Washed Away

 

The young march into the killing field

one step in their fate is sealed

fiercely fighting to the fray

and the best are washed away.

 

Virgin to the breech

oh God what do old men teach

honor, glory, with death young men pay

and the best are washed away.

 

Bouncing Betty, RPG, tomato can

one misstep will kill a man,

sail the sea of fate each day

and the best are washed away.

 

Ignore the death surround

the fight, the fight abound,

give no quarter night or day

and the best are washed away.

 

Some survive with body rent

on the field their spirit spent,

death was the price of life they say

and the best are washed away.

 

Some returned unscathed home

behind the mask routefoot roam,

anguish, anguish, feet of clay

and the best are washed away.

 

Those who play know no game,

life of rage, nothing is the same

for when the war tide recedes to day

all the best are washed away.

 

 

Comments

  • jd50ae
    jd50ae Posts: 7,900 ✭✭✭✭✭
    I know it is from a different war but it made me think of the European invasion and my father. He was the first beach master to land and he would never talk about it. Had to find out some of the things he saw and did from some of his buddies, including a German POW, whose life my father saved, while an American prisoner in France.

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