Mark I. Kirkmeyer

WHO WAS SHE?

I didn’t get to know you.
You arrived at Transition
Relieved me as the leader
You were a Specialist 4
With four years service
I was a buck Private
With eight weeks service
You had it all
That I could see
Re-enlisted to be a Beret
You’ve been on my mind lately

I just wonder:
Who was she?
Was she worth it?
Wash she worth
What you did?
She didn’t want to be
Your wife
But was that worth
Your life?

Morning spent crawling
In the Georgia mud
Under barbed wire
And M-60 fire
I don’t know
Where you were
I was worried about
Myself and Lamb
You hadn’t told anyone
About the letter
Jodie got her
She’s gone

I just wonder:
Who was she?
Was she worth it?
Wash she worth
What you did?
She didn’t want to be
Your wife
But was that worth
Your life?

Break for lunch
Into the latrine
Wizz and wash
But there you are
Sittin’ on a bench
Rifle between boots
Purple chin resting
On the deadly end
Sorrow forever caught
In your eyes
Wall painted
Blood, flesh, hair,
Grey matter.

I just wonder:
Who was she?
Was she worth it?
Wash she worth
What you did?
She didn’t want to be
Your wife
But was that worth
Your life?

I’ve never met one
That was worth it
Though it takes two to unite
It only takes one to leave
There must be a purpose
An unseen reason
A warrior’s heart
Becomes hard
To protect
I can’t understand
I can’t forget
The irony was pointed
On pay day
When they called
“Dudas”, “Dye”