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They Read His Name |
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I found out today
I knew one greatest price to pay
He was lost in the twins
I don't know, working or
charging in
Lost contact for many years, a shame
This
morning they read his name
His face appeared in my minds
eye
It wouldn't leave though I try
He was young, naive
on the edge
A butterbar fresh from college
Hardening
like concrete cure
When I received my transfer
On the
DMZ, to busy to think of him
Not a thought, not even a
whim
Until this morning I heard his name
Doing his job
not thought of fame |
By Mark I. Kirkmeyer
Copyright 2002
Listed
February 26, 2013 |
Dedicated to
Lt. P, lost
in the
World Trade Center |
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About
Author...
Mark Kirkmeyer served as a Light Weapons/Medical Specialist in the U.S. Army (1983-88), the U.S. Army Reserve (1988-1992), and the California National Guard (1992-1995). He is Gulf War Veteran (1991) and served in Korea (1986-87).It is illegal to
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