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Lone Pine
"Old men declare war.
But it is youth that must fight and die."
-- Herbert Hoover
The bugle plays ‘Last Post’.
Many wear medals—
Pinned over their hearts,
Not flashy, just proud and reflective.
Some of them hold photos,
All remember.
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He stands apart,
Pondering the destruction
That lead to the scene
Unfolding before him—
The loss of lives,
The façade of righteousness,
The display of power,
The despots fought and beaten.
But what leader is not a despot
If given the chance?
They attend these events,
Take over the role of defender
With platitudes of hope and freedom—
But are less forthcoming
On how we arrived at this point,
This low point of human failing.
Few remember.
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A minute’s silence.
The bugle moves the soul,
But not the memory.
Reveille.
But we sleep on.
The errors repeat.
Few question why.
Best we remember.
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