A Forgotten Soldiers
Red and angry ,
the memory still remains ......
written,within those jagged lines, upon my hands.
Fresh .....like yesterday !
Tender ......as a spiders touch!
Reaching ...only to scream deep.
Within my mind.
No one hears.......
No one feels.....
For none...... can share.
The memories .....
Of wars
Pain.
Giajl © Jim Love