Again I Speak in Memorial Day Wonder

death grows among young men

Again I Speak in Memorial Day Wonder

They have weaved in and out of our minds
The honor of the sacrifice living on the lips of prayers
We come to you on this day our white crosses perched above our rotting corpses
When will we stop falling?
When will ageless wonder occupy the minds of powerful men
It is Memorial Day, the wars seared into people of the free world,
Graves in abundance, a boy's breath following the stars in the night sky,
My collective scream grows empty and follows the night.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Barleygirl!

Sometimes it hurts more than other times. I can't explain it.

Regards,
Al

[barleygirl]

This is a very original & heartfelt expression about this holiday that many people seem to just forget about the true & deeper meaning sometimes. The line about crosses above rotting corpses is powerful & vivid. The rhetorical question: "when will we stop?" is something I ask myself constantly. It pains me that we are being asked to boost military spending by 10% while cutting diplomacy by 30%! Your poem puts the feeling into the way this feels to me *sigh!*

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thank you Poppy!

67,000 plus live with me everyday.

Regards,
Al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob,

I can't let a Memorial Day go by without something said with a coating of soul.

Regards,
Al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thank you Lydia!

Grandfather WW I, His son killed WW II, Father WW II, Me Vietnam.
The cost of my deepest bring the sad to the fore.

Regards,
Al

[Ruth]

And the fallen shall see no end...perhaps...sigh...'tis soul wrenching and I often pause to ask the whys I wish I had answers to...beautifully written Al...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and as long as these powerful men just want to become more powerful, there will be many reasons for Memorial Days all through eternity...Third word in last line i read as "scream"---
powerful write, Al

[Lydia Shutter]

I am so proud my Dad was a veteran of WWII for the U.S.A., my Oom was a veteran of WWII for the Netherlands, my cousin Joe is a veteran of the Vietnam War, and my Opa was a veteran of WWI in the Netherlands. We must remember the sacrifices veterans and their families make every day for us. Without them, we would not enjoy the freedoms we have....we might not even be here. Memorial Day weekend is about more than barbecues and swimming. Okay, off my soapbox to tell you the emotions expressed in your write are heartfelt. Too many young lives taken...and for what? It continues...and it is so sad. Your tribute touched me. Lydi**