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[sid] => 24354
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Requiem
[time] => 2003-10-04 06:05:00
[hometext] => My first and last pathetic attempt at non-rhyming poetry
[bodytext] => I went to Arlington one day And I stood, and stared out at the crosses- I felt a cold shudder run through me But it had nothing to do with the biting cold. It occurred to me that each one of those White, polished crosses represented more than a young Man or woman who had died in service; Each cross represented a widow and orphaned children Families torn apart by the fierce and indifferent winds of war. I could find no words to thank those who rested In this hallowed place. Then I looked up and I saw it, and I realized that I did not need to say a word; The flag was still flying, And that thanked them better than I ever could. I went to see the Arizona one day, And as I stood there, on that platform I looked around me, and I imagined The horror of that day, the mindless slaughter That brought a nation to its knees, that Grabbed history in its iron grip and twisted it violently…. I felt the blood pour down like rain And the bombs flash like lightening The explosions rumble like thunder The screams of agony biting into me like wind I saw the coffins, endless rows of them Draped with flags Lined up in endless rows While taps played And mothers hugged their little children And the twenty one guns sang out their grim farewell And black-clad officers made speeches That they knew could not dry The tears of a nation….. And I looked down into the clear depths, And I saw the hull of that once mighty warship…. I bowed my head but said nothing, No words of gratitude to the countless men Entombed below. My tears, falling softly onto the water above them, Were thanks enough. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 38 [informant] => scott [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Tributes )
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