the forgottenA Poem by keithsacred groundthe forgotten the forgotten war don't ever spit on my brothers you know nothing about that which stole so much from so many this wall is sacred ground heroes or criminals your opinions count look at the list the list of my brothers my fallen brothers our dead brothers brothers most forgot to say ... welcome home reprint from 04/2022 first five first five days in the nam day one i am scared shitless just what have i done just what have i done over and over just what have i done i had no idea how real it is to be soldier a target a menace a victim maybe survivor a statistic only a number amongst many of the same day two first venture into the strange new world reality i now stood a hard slap of impending death each hair standing on end silently hoping i would just make it showing not the uncertainty i held hard within day three my first fire fight first glimpse of death i saw no witnessed another just die never to be a son brother lover father only memory stained with sorrow for those left behind day four down time behind the wire eat s**t change socks make ready for that to come again at moment's notice lock and load mutherfuckers time to search time to kill day five f**k me f**k me f**k me lock and load mutherfuckers time to search time to kill 58,200 or so would fall never to stand again as son brother lover father never to stand again time to lock and load mutherfu ..................... © 2024 keithReviews
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5 Reviews Added on May 27, 2024 Last Updated on May 27, 2024 Authorkeithnowhere you would want to knowAboutwho i am, what i be ... i write about that from which many shy. i am not afraid. i know the costs of living life for all it's worth. i am but complicatedly simple. i sing the words of no fear and ce.. more..Writing
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