Locker Room Philosophers Poem by Bill Grace

Locker Room Philosophers

 


It was the shower to be exact
The antagonists were naked
At thirty seven years past the event
I can still see his face.
The victim's face is lost.
It - the conversastion - was heating up
I ducked out.
'What about the men who were lost? ' he demanded.
The response could not have been adequate
They came to blows right there in the shower room
A bloody nose for one at least, if memory serves
The man who asked the question and gave the blows
Was not a bully, if memory serves
Training for Viet Nam was not a happy deal, if memory serves.

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