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Why Do We Stand?

I'll Always Be There!

I Feel Just Like a Baby!

That's Life!

That's Life!



War is Hell

Oh! Where did it all go?

Untitled

Disrespect?

'OH! My,my,my!"

Warriors

Disrespect!

Beware!

Untitled

Forgive and Forget?

So Why Should I?

Fifty Years Later

All in a DAY

A Warrior's Soul

"Good Life"

"If"

My Only Son

GONE!

"American Pie"

War is Hell!

Daream Catcher

Time is a Thief!

Ode to T/Sgt. Glenn Wilson

Never To Late!

CHANGE

NOTHING EVER CHANGES

Time

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Time Machine

In this Cyber-box, exists no time
of day or night that rhyme.
No up or down, no laughter
of clowns.

No right or wrong,
no note of  song.
No promise given,
no promise kept.

No hot or cold,
no value in gold.
No life or soul.
No friend or foe.

No allegiance to behold,
no love given, no love lost.

Yet, here in the middle of the night,
I continue in this dim light,
with my quest and plight.

Fingers on the keys, eyes
fixed to the shimmering
screen, with childish
anticipation of knowledge
to be gleaned…
from this awesome time machine.    

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2003









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