No! Not again! My God! My God! Where are they? Where are my countrymen?
After all these years, the depression still hits me...still knocks
me against this cold, dank wall. This wall, that
carries the names of Americans scratched into it. Some who got to go
home. Some who did not. Do my
countrymen remember me? Do they care??!
I yearn for my family. Does my wife look at the same stars that I do
wondering if I am glancing skyward? How did our lives change so
much?! Does she demand my return or has she finally succumbed to
What about my children? Have they gone to bed all these years crying
because daddy isn't there? Oh God! I can't even remember their ages. Do
they now have families of their own? Am I a grandfather? Do my
grandchildren know of me? Do they care? ? ?
My Mom. God, how I miss her peach cobbler. Does she turmoil about me?
Wonder if I am ok? Does she cry herself to sleep wondering why it is that
(anybody)from helping her through her golden years? Does she
wonder if I am alive? Does she know? Is she alive, still?
My Dad. I wonder if he is ashamed that he taught me that we live in a
nation that fights for Democracy. That we are lucky enough to be free
and that there are responsibilities that go along with that freedom. Fighting
that others can taste that sweet breath, that sweet joy of freedom that
for granted. I wonder if he had to do it over again, would he urge me to
run...run to Canada?!
HA! Freedom! What does that mean? I answered the call. I did the right
I fought for their freedom, what now is anyone doing about mine? I am no
ghost! I am POW and I am MIA.
My Country 'Tis of thee, Sweet Land of Liberty, why
have you adandoned me?
My God, how I would love to watch the sunset on my home once
again. Or sit on the
front porch, just after cutting the grass while rain fell and experience
Catchin' the Yankees and the Red Sox go at it. Ahh, but the thought
of that brings a
I miss my country...I miss my home.
What I wouldn't give to go to the sweet shop for some ice cream.
How many presidents have been in office since I have been sentenced
to this hell on earth? The last president I
remember was Mr. Nixon when they played his address to my nation, saying
that we were either all home or
dead! And then they laughed at us saying , "We can keep you forever!"
Why? The war is over! I screamed, "NO!", but no one heard me. My mind.
I fear I am
retreating to the darkest, deepest recess of my mind and will never come
There has to have been other presidents by now. How many years can a man
president, I don't even remember anymore. It is all I can do to hold on
to my memories,
my family, my children, my nationality...my being!! Don't they know? Don't
How can this have happened? Won't someone get me and the others out of
Where, God, Where are they???Why don't they come for us???!,Maybe our Goverment dosen't care!!!???
Doesn't anyone realize that it could have been them? There But For the
God Go I? Remember? I do not mean to complain, Lord, but isn't there a
that this cup could pass over my head? This chalice that runs over with
and tears of Americans still confined? Can't You relieve me of this
purgatory? This hell? I did my time. I want to
Does anyone hear me? Does Anyone Care???
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