![]() The Horrors I've SeenA Poem by LSS![]() This image from an open pit grave will never leave my mind. Having spent a year in the Viet Nam war, its horror's are potent. But most striking were the twisted limbs, not unlike my own; soft and giving when touched, but now no more alive than trimmings l![]() Their bodies all lifeless all listless and tore. Their form is like cordwood thrown up on the shore. I've seen only pictures all shaddowed and dark, the trees in the distance suggest once a park. Yet centered on my mind are forms joined in death. Their matted heads silent, Their lips dirt not breath. There's not any clothes to be seen, but a shoe; the leather was beaten, the shoelace was new. The sinews and skin-tones were flacid and dull. If life once lived in them, it now burns in hell. I'll never forget it, nor should I dare try. Its awful and hurts me, I now must go cry. © 2008 LSSAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on July 4, 2008 AuthorLSSSyracuse, NYAboutSome time ago, I decided to write a humorous short story to give my wife on our 25th anniversary. The words and illustrations seemed to flow from my memory and imagination, about those early days w.. more..Writing
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