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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?

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Disrespect?

'OH! My,my,my!"

Warriors

Disrespect!

Beware!

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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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Only the Wind Knows

The bones lay naked and  bleached in the
broiling sun, many years have passed
since he started this fatal run.

For decades the wind swept sands have
been shifting and  with out the aid of
Jacob's rod, they exposed all that
remained of what once was a creation
of God.

A rusty canteen explains this
gruesome scene.  
Death in the hot desert sun
is unrelenting and mean.

Who was this man of old?
Was he in this scorching
desert searching for gold?

His name we shall never know,
for time has stolen his identity,
but nothing can steal his soul.

The winds begin to blow and the sands
will cover him again for another century
or so.

Years ago his life surrendered
to the desert forever more,
and to the sands and winds
that his spirt will hear
forever roar.


Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2002

 






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