David R. “Poppa” Alexander

MENTOR

Too many days without the comfort of a hot meal
Too many pressures of war the will it seems to steal.
So many lost that one couldn’t count, but to their memories be drawn.
Only faith in God keeps us able to go on.

So we continue……
…………… to what?
To a day when we can go home?
…………… No one knows for sure.

Around the bend lies another fight
No mercy sought none given, that’s our plight.
A fight to the death of those that participate;
A feeling of accomplishment surely will be what we accentuate.

Slowly each moves on………
………………… to an unknown destiny.
Getting to know another friend soon to be a brother
………………… Who among us knows?

Ten wounded, ten dead should be more than an adage:
Can’t seem to make sense of the reason for the carnage.
I guess it’s not my mission to reason why
So many have to die.

Thirty-six years of wonder and sorrow
If I live another thirty-six starts tomorrow.
To remember many but one memory can’t be broken
For he was more than a friend he was a brother not just a war token.

1st Lt. Ervin “Jake” Burns, a friend, brother and mentor……
…………… He was more to many and in their lives he was the center.
I will host one drink to his memory…………
………… Then thank God for his allowing “Jake” to be my friend.