General Poetry posted November 12, 2017


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A Soldier's Tale (audio by the author)

The Soup Kitchen

by RGstar

The Soup Kitchen
(a soldier's tale)

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Shackleless chains on battlefields wield, as rage binds us all, but name
Forgotten are words, once burned in mind:
"Go home, black boy, whence you came"
And if so once said, we'd long turned heads; two friends with freedom in mind
For where dense the view, we bayonets drew, conquering hate of every kind


So tell me, why not now?

Violent the night, as we, like quiet stones entrenched; primed for the fight
Nigger, Klan? Oh...no, much more than, just comrades united in plight
A quiet glance, thumbs up; advance, he is white, I am black...and what?
For that bullet, when hit, my knee split...he said; " Friend, you're all I've got"

So tell me, why not now?

And he bore me up with courage and guts...said we'd never unite
And when branches broke, in smoke he'd choke...with God he carried me light
I sighed. "Let go, my worth no more...if to die, your kindness in heart"
Blood, when came, colour...no name. He cried; "Nothing defines us apart!"

So tell me, why not now?

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And we won that bridge for 'Old Glory'...with medals, they hailed us loud
Home parade--they wrote us a story, of two friends that stood so proud
Then, a day, news of his passing...a soup kitchen; homeless abode
Each day he'd beg for blessings...one more soldier, forgotten of code

...so, again, I ask; "why and how?"

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Addressed: "To a friend who matters," an old photo, long past its prime
His medal accepts with honor...inscribed, "goodbye, for the last time"
My eyes turn moist for the asking, a salute for fifty years shown
As I wheel my wheelchair, sadly...to a soup kitchen of my own

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Recognized


Approached from alternative angles;
One of a friendship unbreakable, overcoming all barriers, even the worst kind ...only death could part.
The other: The plight of the forgotten hero, soldier and veteran. Some give, as too, gave their all, and seems not enough...sadly, the traits continues, even today. Lest we forget.

When will we ever learn?

God bless them all.


Music - Instrumental - Chris Deburgh Spaceman came travelling.
Image Google image - real war
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