Lawerence Mize, Sr.

Baltimore, Maryland
Lawerence Mize, Sr.
Baltimore, Maryland
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Rating: 5.0
I know that I'm home
have been...
For quite awhile
But, sometime when it's dark
I feel a need
to run and hide
Hide from the thoughts
swirling about in my head
Thoughts of soldiers and battles
The lucky...the dead
I hear the whoop, whoop of blades
beating the air
Look through the fog
of smoke in the air
Hear the sounds of war
ringing in my ears
See the blood and viscera
of friends long dead
It sucks sometimes
When I'm all alone
I feel my friends
are calling me...home.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Just another reminder of time I spent in the Nam. That place just won't let go.
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Poignant memories. Very touching.
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