DARKNESS
By Anita Massey, Army
Writing Type: Poem
I
feel a darkness drifting,
Memories settling in
Of barracks bleaching in the sun
With dust devils in a spin.
When I close my eyes
I see the signs of war,
Shadows rising inside,
Rambling near and far.
Near, I hear the noise,
See choppers racing by,
Trucks rolling with soldiers
On their way to die.
Far, the life I lead,
Another time and place,
I almost can feel it,
A memory to embrace.
It hurts an inner part of me.
As memories float inside,
The urgency is there
To go away and hide.
Memories settling in
Of barracks bleaching in the sun
With dust devils in a spin.
When I close my eyes
I see the signs of war,
Shadows rising inside,
Rambling near and far.
Near, I hear the noise,
See choppers racing by,
Trucks rolling with soldiers
On their way to die.
Far, the life I lead,
Another time and place,
I almost can feel it,
A memory to embrace.
It hurts an inner part of me.
As memories float inside,
The urgency is there
To go away and hide.

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