Dog Face Doc 11th LIB Americal Infantry Division RVN
Email Poem | Today's Poetry
Broken down from battles past
Wearing insignia and medals
awarded decades ago,
Hearing gone from mortar
and artillery barrages that
still flash before his eyes,
Reminiscing how his comrades died,
A tear forms in the corner of his eye,
Infantry man, foot soldier
And an airborne trooper,
Now, an unshaven, smelly
Bent back old man in a drunken stupor,
Trying to forget his murderous youth
As an amerikkkan airborne troope,
Airborne, All the way,
Hand extended as he ask a passer by
Any change for me today?

By AbuLateef

Vote for this poem

Please Comment On This Poem


 Email Address


Vote for this poem

  Sign Guestbook
  Read Guestbook

 Privacy | Terms | © 2000-2021 +++ Individual Authors of the Poetry. All rights reserved by authors