Lou J. Klaiber

SO MUCH!

Oh! My God!

I stand beside myself
in tears
falling
silent
and away… so far away
… seeing
young soldiers… again
and again!

… seeing them
and death turning them away…!

……… my old beard… gray
turning toward them in memory
trying
to say the history of
what
I am,

as it all fades away…!

Their faces were,
faces………… are,
so very young
that I see myself in their eyes,
… and cry!

They are me………
so long ago!

How?
can I reach God?

…………… ever!
and explain
… Why!

All war
and all hatred never go
away.

Just all……… is
always
………… go to hell!

How?
Can I?

Go away…!