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[title] => SHE AIN'T JUST A 2nd LT
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[bodytext] => Not sure where she called home She stayed pretty much alone The job was tough, long, and hard She made it look easy Setting her emotions aside She worked on the boys from back home. When she arrived she was easy going and soft War changes people brings out the best and their worst She would not give up on the dying boys She would order them not to die Some had the fight to listen and not give up A few came home walking and not in a bag. 2nd Lt. I swear at the end of her tour Was better and knew just what to do She would work with the head wounds and the blind She was their sister, mom, and wife Sitting and talking to them trying to help them find their way No one knew that at the end of her shift She would go back to her room and just cry. In the open at the job she was calm and positive No one knew the pain she buried deep inside. 35 years later she lives alone at her home, she remembers And she still cries, but she never became a sister, mom, or wife. I lost too many brothers, was a widow time and time again, my sons died PTSD and Agent Orange is killing all the rest. Don’t you know who I am? I ain’t just a 2nd Lt., Not just Army Nurse Corp I am your sister, mom, and wife Damn it….I order you to live. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 57 [informant] => docpardue [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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