Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Bronze Star - 2,703 Points (October 29,1949 / Baltimore, Maryland)

Escape - Poem by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

In the middle of the night I dream
a deep, dark, foreboding dream.
One of men and places long since past
of a country doomed to breathe its last.

Into the deep, dark void I go
to revisit the friends I know.
Hoff with his acne scarred face
Febo with his smile to fill all space.

Faces flash across the screen of my mind
bringing back the hurt of a lifetime.
I review all the evil I've seen
all the death caused by man's machines.

Corpses rise up with their wicked smiles
bloated and decaying they rot in piles.
Waiting for the transport of those few last miles
whose left to speak for them...the ones we never saved?

Hills and valleys so lush and green
Vietnam so evil, so mean.
I sense the end is coming near
clutch onto the life I hold so dear.

Look for a spot to slip away
escape...escape to dream another day.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem is from my work Dead Men Calling. A collection of poems about my experiences in Vietnam.

Comments about Escape by Lawerence Mize, Sr.

  • (8/28/2012 10:56:00 AM)

    Wow; again an extremely powerful, and emotional piece. Well written. Thanks for sharing such depth of soul with us. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 27, 2012

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