Lou J. Klaiber

SOMEWHERE

Within the mystery of our lives
we remember
the pain
and courage found only in youth

the mud
the blood

the truth

and all the lies
that fell beside the dreams
of heroes

as they died in our arms

… and we shall die
known only
as old men

from an old war
that shall be forgotten

as the dreams
of angels
have
been forgotten

upon the cold plain
that begs for truth

lost
in the windy places
of tomorrow.