Where Stood You....
You stand, n stare, n point.
Judgemental, to the N'th degree!
Though, none have been.
Nor have they seen.....
The horrors, that are war!
No sacrifice, no butchers knife.
No, bloody hands...... like mine.
A warriors path, is what I chose.
And I've tread it proudly.
But,.... my time has been,
And what..... I've seen.
None, could but,.... compare.
Surrounded by death,
Enveloped....in my brothers love.
We..... all stood,.....as
One,
On those fateful days....
Giajl © Jim Love