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by Gary Jacobson © 2003 In the silence of innocent lambs Warriors slip in and out of combat jams Hush comes after battle’s raucous crush Run its fiery course adrenaline’s rush Deadening noise dies where silence reigns Caught in stifled sleep the living feigns Boys listening in dark and dusky night Throats strangled tight Painfully paying heed to creeping shadows Men deathly silent in agonizing throes. Fill my silence with dry tears In the night of a thousand fears Giving ear to men coming to kill Shedding blood their greatest thrill Spurring on the wild beast of war Riding to destroy all that comes before Hot hatreds voices fill Over forested rock and rill Filling combatants silent void Trying thoughts of death somehow to avoid. 
Thoughts of home but empty pangs Displayed in the light of killing moons Strumming weary heartstrings throbbing tunes Rubbing hot spurs down trembling spines Shards cold as death confines Shooting shadows of silence defining Bullets cursing through forests adventuring Proudly by patriotic duty sought Determined to find a souls destined spot. Quietly in the dust I die Daring in the midst of enemies to cry Bearing a thousand deaths in silence Paying at long last the Devil’s penance Laid down a body red by bloody fever flushed Neath solemnly sacred ground so hushed Grisly maw agape in death’s primal scream Gone on to fight with heaven’s first team. Offended eyes, open wide, searching forever Pleading still, "Forget me never!" 
Memory Box by Gary Jacobson © 2003 My memory box Protected by a thousand secret locks Holds memories of when I became a man Meditating of a far off time in Vietnam Now held close and deep inside Lined with pain and pride Protecting long forgotten names Remembered faces in that time of games Memories lie there, crumbling to dust there One eclipsing all in malevolence does stare Wrenching heart-strings with great despair. From time to time Horrors leap from my Pandora’s box Breaking its thousand locks Like a whirlwind my being rocks Leaps forth a beast through the night ridden Demons arise from light of day hidden Awake in the nights still listening Awakened by winds of war again stirring Watching throughout the day agitating Young men's hearts foolish hatreds whipping. 
Disillusioned by war’s bloody fantasy Lost through time my innate trust Strong values deteriorating now but rust Once again dying mid thunder and lightning Again neglected guns and explosions hearing Abandoned again in jungle fever sweating Dismayed by hateful talk of renewed war Released yet again that droning bore Shouting back from a past I frightfully abhor. Again war’s rhetoric takes me back Again to shattered heart of long ago attack A time ripped from a boys sensibilities Beleaguers shredded memories Reincarnated horrors my mind rack Dark tides roll into a brain inky black Honor wreaked in havoc from meager civilities Nightmarish atrocities Brought to life in a terrible dream Yanking from my soul again a primal scream. Till I hide again the box Lock its thousand locks Wipe away my mournful tear Mend again the wounds its scorching sear Resolve never to forget brothers dear Far from the scene of battle fled Burying in my box again the dead Hiding distant memories my very soul did burn Wondering when will we ever learn Must histories past always, always return?
Do Not Forget by Gary Jacobson © 2003 Do not forget War’s Boisterous and lusty din Mid hating and cankerous sin That to all civilization shouts offense Our boys lost primal innocence That ulcerous depravity Grisly death’s greatest discourtesy Lost in the catastrophe... Lost in a war that should never have been Fighting "man’s inhumanity to men" Answering the call with scarce reluctance Suffering battle scars of ghastly penance Now say, “Do not forget” Those who paid your debt! Live life in fullness without regret Higher callings to peace above war abet How can I forget what’s harbored deep inside? To suggest such is but to deride Forget not affront in shame’s final indignity Old warriors seeking peace, the final priority.  please vote for this site as a top military site! by clicking above graphic... Please Be Kind and sign my Guestbook, |
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