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Empty Shells |
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One shell cracked
and there he stood
a young boy racked
by war and blood.
Some turned away
ashamed to see
themselves one day
on bended knee.
With eyes rolled back
inside his head
he prayed to God
then joined the dead.
Some died full pack
that fateful day
their shells intact
too proud to pray. |
By Nancy L. Meek
Copyright 2004
Listed February 19, 2010 |
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About Author... Nancy is the proud wife of William “Billy” J. Meek, a Vietnam War
Veteran, who served with the 1st Cavalry Airmobile Division, 11th Aviation
Group, 228th Battalion, Co. B.
Nancy's website |
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