BROTHERS
Sitting, Talking
A Brother and me
"Talking"
About the past
Tears were flowing
We did "not" care!!
Because "Tommy"
Had been there
A Nam moment
Had come across
Oh "I" felt at a loss
He told me stories
I should not hear
But he warned me
"Do not fear"
He did his duty
And didn't ask why
"Was" just a job
Why do we "CRY"?
To feel his torture
Pain and horror
Tommy was a
"Damn good Soldier"
He is gone now
Left a hole in my Soul
"YET" he is
"My Brother"