I Didn'T Die In The Mud Poem by David McLansky
I Didn'T Die In The Mud
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Face down in a pool of blood
In some foreign field of rice
A forgotten human sacrifice
I didn’t as a man return
With peeling skin all splotched and burned,
Making faces wince and turn,
A grotesque object curtly spurned
I didn't l lose an arm and leg
A hero with no hands to beg
A crazy man, a jumpy vet
Who cannot manage to forget.
Friday, June 21, 2013
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4/24/2024 2:33:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Words to move every reader. I like your strength. These are memories that would be so hard to forget.