Lou J. Klaiber

THOSE FORGOTTEN
(for Jerry and John Thomas… far away)

I carried you both
out of that war.

Time has gone away
as the muscle of my arms
and legs,

when I carried you
has gone.

Time is just silver hair and
memories

and touching names upon a granite wall.

I rage at that war
every damn day
Bros!

I carry death
and tired dreams

and it never ends.

That is what I do.

I carry it all.

Can Do!