Jackie R. Kays


In his confused mind he thinks of long past times, but names and places
seldom rhyme. He ponders; he strains to remember those faces and names.
Many wars he’s know, many lands he’s roamed. War stories overlap, Song
and melodies he vaguely remembers… memory full of holes and gaps. But
once upon a time, his young life was as sweet as a newborn rhyme. He
was debonair, and held his head high in the air, as he marched two by two
with men who really cared. He served willingly and valiantly, but most
have forgotten all that. Now his days are spent in solitude, thinking
about his war torn past. But that’s all right… for his heroic deed will
forever last. A veteran of many wars; that was his lot… that was his cast.