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Site Awards
Lighter Side Of BPJ
Lighter Side #2
Lighter Side #3
LIGHTER SIDE#4
4TH OF JULY 2003
THE KOREAN WAR REMEMBERED /July 27,1953-July27,2003 50 years

This Is A Place of Remembrance
 
 
Of Cardboard And Stone

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Cardboard Castle
 
Sometimes south is not far south enough
Winter is coming .. things will get tough
The gardens are tilled to await the spring
The birds are all heading south on the wing
Squirrels gathering pecans filling their mouth
A man in an Army coat stands looking south
The wind grows colder and blows bolder
A few flakes drift to his shoulder..
shaking them off he considers his chore
Should he linger here.. wait some more
..or follow where the sun has gone before
Ice is soon to come and bitter cold
No friend to one who`s growing old
The road is long.. when one is alone
Turning his back on where the lights shone
he looks to the overpass and his cardboard home
On a concrete bed.. he`ll rest his head
Tomorrow ..if it comes.. is another day
Too cold tonight to decide to go or stay
 
Faye Sizemore     12/11/03

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Cardboard Cottages

Would that I could turn the cardboard to stone
Fill it with warmth he could have as his own
Stock up the pantry with things sweet and good
These things I would do, if only I could

I'd buy him this season a big Christmas tree
With a star on the top and gifts underneath
I'd hang mistletoe, find him a little Miss
So he'd see it there and have someone to kiss

I'd fill up a stocking for him Christmas Eve
See to it he had no reason to grieve
For his fireplace I'd go and chop him some wood
If it would do any good, I'd do what I could

The things he needs most though, alas, we can't give
We can't erase memories or bestow will to live
If we could cut off a nightmare by flipping a switch
There would be no cardboard cottages, they'd be happy and rich

Guess the one thing I can do this season is try
To seek out one of these unfortunate guys
Might share a meal or a story inside my warm home
Cause even a loner should not be alone

God bless em!

Randy Richmond
    12/11/03

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Wayfaring Strangers

The frost sparkled upon the steel bridge rails
the clatter of trains overhead, their steam whistles wailed
while deep in the shadows beneath the concrete forms
men live in cardboard boxes trying to keep warm

The snow is falling, a hard chill in the air
coffee is brewing the aroma drifts through the air
a fire in the open, they gather around the flames;
their own country has forgotten their names

Christmas is nearing, cities full of bright lights
Red and Green colors bring back memories alright
But not of joy, nor peace on this earth,
Nor of the Christ child, nor the night of His birth

Red flares of a hot zone, Green flares safe to land
the bright lights of tracers ripping the bodies of man
their sleigh was a chopper, no reindeer in sight
rags held them together til the end of their flight

No one sang carols, no one rang bells
no presents to unwrap, no sweet stories to tell
Their only gift, was to fight another day
Santa never showed up, it was far out of the way

The crackling of the fire, brings their thoughts back home
they sip their coffee outside their cardboard homes
soon they will sleep beneath todays front page news
to some they have disappeared without a trace or a clue

Theres a purple heart pinned to an old veterans chest
On another a silver Star holds closed a ragged torn vest
Behold, theres a bronze star on the old soldiers coat
one hand grips a bottle, the other a suicide note

Decorations of valor beneath the steel rail bridge
Survivors of Khe San and Heart Break Ridge
The bright lights of the city and all the decorated trees
Pale in comparison to these men and, decorations such as these

So Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night
Think about our Brothers and Sisters who are still in the fight
They who live in the shadows of the honor they deserve
denied rights by a government they fought to preserve

Richard D. Preston
Revised December 3, 2003

 

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