Oliver BernhardDraw back the timelines in your mind To when the wars began And picture me, the Army man Off fighting in Japan. The battles fought were often fierce, And traumatic were the times. When my arm was lost to a rival shot, I hit the bottle hard. I couldn’t remember who I was, Or that I had a wife. I slept with several prostitutes, And sired two more sons. When informed by the mothers of what I’d done, Like a coward I turned my tail and ran. So now I’m dying, a sickened man, My wife has never known. But truthfully, all I want Is to see my forgotten sons. |
