Lou J. Klaiber

LAME BOY

You were so young
so damn young
and the blood poured from your mouth and yours eyes were so soft and
holding mine.

And your hand held my arm and I pushed all the war into your chest
and you died
anyway

… and I cried
anyway
and no one gave a good
goddamn
soldier boy.

No one!

I keep a goddamn hate
still
here within.

War is Hell
soldierboy!

War is just
goddamn
hell!