May 2022
Going mad in complete silence
is easy, military drums snap
rat a tat tat, the bugle plays
Taps. A million soldiers march
silent past me to their graves
as my son is buried still alive.
is easy, military drums snap
rat a tat tat, the bugle plays
Taps. A million soldiers march
silent past me to their graves
as my son is buried still alive.
(76/M/New Bern, NC)
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