Charles J. Ingerson

TO NOWHERE BE FOUND…

The Wall - Washington DCPrelude:

It was 3:45 – when a solitary figure approached the Vietnam monument, looking for only one name among the thousands: one he knew wouldn’t be found.

It was darker than pitch
It was silenter than shhh…

Of the dawn breaking into day

I went forward to see my old friend
Just one more time,

But with eyes that couldn’t see
Ears which couldn’t hear
My hands couldn’t feel

For his name wasn’t there

It was darker than pitch
It was silenter than shhh…

The deadly night not yet day

To be someone unknown
Was the price my friend had to pay

For when he went forward
To meet the coming dawn,

It was in Korea, DMZ, 1965
And the landmine as APO, Russia,

Peace, conventional war, trust ’em,
A gift of “no – win” war.

Forgotten my friend
No where found
Darker than pitch
Silenter than shhh…

Has the night only really just begun…