Remember

Black gabbro glints in the sun The thousands of names forever immortalized Or so it should seem Yet too easily it is forgotten The true toil of those who fought Blood and shit stained, the fabric Of time whispers Đắk Tô An Lộc Suoi Bong Trang Even softer, Albanese Marquez Callahan Small still voices Rising up into the ether A soft prayer offered up on behalf Of the young, gone too soon Along the rice paddies, small reminders linger A shell casing Shrapnel An abandoned helmet The cries and moans of the fallen They seem so close Yet they remain in the past Never to see dawn again. The orange and pink agents of Destruction withered away the green life. It lingered in the bodies, waiting to Strike. To cause destruction and Death. Karma in action Weakened breaths Weakened bodies A flag waves lazily in the sun A constant reminder of Those lost, still whispering Smith Doyle Janssen The names that now live In our hearts