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Lady
......America,America........
.......Thirty years
of rains
have still not washed
........the Delta mud
from your feet........
How many years......
...of
wind will it take.....
to blow the desert sand
.......... from your hair...
Freezing winters ....
......have
preserved the blood
and still...with this spring...
..................in the desert sun
.........once again it thaws....
............
and flows......
as do the tears.... from your eyes
©Faye Sizemore 3/27/03
Eternal Flight
Seven will
Continue...
ever onward,
never returning...
never ending...
forever, ever onward
We salute...
Seven
©Faye Sizemore 2/1/2003
Sign Of The Times
Here I am living
in the land of the free,
where
people fought
and some died for me.
I heard of a man who
erected a sign for the return
Of
those lost across the sea.
Troubles he did arouse,
for they came to his house,
a
complaint in the neighboorhood,
Said to take it down he should
Said that after February eleven,
His sign better
be gone for good.
Do they not know, grass won`t grow
because of shame ,where it stood?
©Faye Sizemore 1/10/03
In support of Robert Seelbach of Franklin,Ohio
who
errected a tribute sign on his property for POW-MIA`S
and has been told by the Zoning Board to take it down
Man`s got a sign in his yard, and that ain`t all
I
got a complaint the,damm sign is way too small
Needs to be big enough to be read by the people all
Paint it on the stars,hell,
let`s engrave it on the moon
Bring Speicher and all POW MIA`S home damm soon!!
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To: Ambassador Nguyen Tam Chien
Vietnamese Ambassador to the US
1233 - 20th Street NW, Suite 400
Washington,
DC 20036 |
Soldier’s Wait
Nam jungle sunlight is filtered
Through a canopy
of green
It’s thirty years been growing
Covering the scene
Not so… years ago
When I died here…
In
a fire that Hell did sear
Men were losing their soul
It was a different scene
Firefight and bullets and
Wounded
on the ground
Chopper crash it was…
In a hail of fire we went down
I knew I had fired my last round
Found
by a farmer and…
Buried in foreign ground
I am so alone
Please bring me home
Do not leave me where
I
do not wish to be
This is not on duty’s plate
I have waited an eternity
To be found…
And still…
I wait….
©Faye Sizemore
April 2002
Why Do I Cry
A soldier has fallen somewhere
A soldier
somewhere has given all
It wasn`t my father
Nor my brother
Not my nephew or husband
But it was someone`s
And I cry because
I could have been
that someone
And I cry for that someone
that my tears allow me to become
If only it lessened their pain
but tears have no gain
And the way of the ages
Seems not to change
©Faye Sizemore December302002
Lament
On the Wind
Bitter
knowledge
gleaned
from the wind,
blown
as smoke from ancient fires,
fumes
as those from a funeral pyre.
Their
battle cries echoing lost on high;
Truth
whispering, clinging like a sigh.
Some promises
are broken again.
War and
not peace, will be the gain.
As the
mighty Eagle doth gear for war,
mother’s
hearts pray, “No more… no more!”
Heard
beyond the wind’s wail, high and away,
is the
mighty music of the mothers who pray.
©Faye
Sizemore January 30, 2003
Call To Arms
Eternal soldier,arise,
Harken to the battle cries.
Years ago ,dead and gone,
seems rest has
not been long.
Come now and stand,hear the cry,
'Today
again,your brothers may die...'
"I answer,I come ,brothers
mine,
Returning through
the mists,
from an endless journey
in time
Part of me, timeless, still
exists,
this ever faithful soul
of mine..."
©
Faye Sizemore 2/6/03
Warrior Once...Homeless Now
Just an old soldier
running from an old war
Racing until I
can run no more
Racing toward a unknown chore
.............Passing time
Passing time... until I am no more
I surface to the sun
The race is lost and nearly done
faint and
devoid of fight
living in the dust of twilight
.............Passing time
Passing time...until I am no more
Living unseen in the shadows
forsaking hope of tomorrows
A coming
of age has found all matters naught
just existing today in the snares of others caught
.................Passing time
Passing
time ...until I am no more
© Faye Sizemore February92003
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