Children of the FallA Poem by ClockworkThere is an orphanage in purgatory Full
of the unborn children I never Had
the chance to baptize with my wife.
I
wear transparent I.D bracelets with Their
potential names next to the Dog Tags From
the boys my platoon lost.
We
all got shafted by Agent Orange-- At
least I got to keep my family jewels, Even
though they discharge empty cartridges.
Would
my sons have grown into soldiers And
died fighting the poster boys of communism In
someone else’s backyard?
Would
their service have merited a Purple Heart, Possibly
a Congressional Medal of Honor for acts of valor No
civilian would teach his kids?
Are
taps, a 21 gun salute, And
a folded American flag Severance
for the generations We
ultimately sacrificed?
Johnson
and Nixon are unavailable For
comment--Kissinger is out to lunch. © 2013 ClockworkAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on August 18, 2013 Last Updated on August 20, 2013 AuthorClockworkRust City, Keystone StateAboutDear Friend, Welcome to my small corner of the world. We have been headed toward each other for our entire lives. My name is Christian. I am here for you, please stay awhile. I’m a 29 ye.. more..Writing
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