After All These Years
Beneath the mask…
Beneath the hard shell…
Beneath the war paint…
lives a once young man
that still weeps when
taps are played, Oh'Say
can you see…, is sang,
or Old Glory is folded
in a neat triangle and
the salute is sharply
rendered for the last time.
Still tears…
After all these years!
Jackie R. Kays
© 9/3/08
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