THE SEASONING OF WAR

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JOURNAL #19

two old men

Veterans

we would call them

standing in a well tended cemetery

among more than four thousand dead

young men

all

comrades

once

united in the great war

it was so long ago

more than fifty years

and yet

in this moment

in these two teary eyed

men's minds

it was only yesterday

'The Seasoning Of War'

is forever ingrained

in its full recollection of

their combined experience

the flags in their knarled old

fingers

grow damp now

by clammy hands

a product still

from their unarguable memories

of such paralysing life changing fear

chaos experienced upon the vast killing

beaches and battle grounds of Europe

yet each flag's careful placement upon

the clean white head stones

shall ever always represent in the hearts

of even the yet lived or born

the entire country's constant and

never failing gratitude

as the great grief revisited

in these two old grave keeper's hearts

has to be once again dealt with

the nostalgic intensity in the moment

wanes

at last

as the last unfurled flag is reverently

slipped into its rightful place

these two men's never failing tears

embrace

the total sacrifice of their fallen

brothers  in combat

as anyone can witness

and respect carries with it

a very heavy price

but do so note

we shall never forget

we who came after

such devastating loss

for love above all else

always remembers

those who remember him

hates first casualty

Jesus

he along with love and God

three immaculate parts

but one unified being

loving all.............

(Dec.5, 1998)












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