CREATIVE WRITING

I WANT TO GO HOME

IN MEMORY OF THE MISSING IN ACTION
By Don Gill: A Korean War Veteran

THE MORNING CALM FLOWED GENTLY THROUGH THE HILLS
BUGLES WENT SILENT AFTER THE NIGHT'S KILL
THE NIGHT BEFORE THE BUGLES HAD BLARED
WITH THE MORNING CALM, I WAS STILL THERE
WAITING FOR THE NEXT TEST OF A FADED WILL

SNOW AND COLD NOW RIPPED THROUGH THE HILLS
A NEW TIME, A NEW ENEMY, A NEW KIND OF KILL
AGAIN ENEMY BUGLES TRIED TO EVEN THE SCORE
WIND, SNOW AND COLD WOULD BE MORE TO ENDURE.


WE THE SOULS OF THE DEAD WERE LEFT TO ROAM
FAMILY AND FRIENDS LEFT TO ETERNALLY MOAN
MINDS AND SOULS WILL NEVER HEAL
IF OUR SOULS ARE FORGOTTEN IN FARAWAY FIELDS
MOM - I WANT TO GO HOME.