Remembrance Day

by Don “Big Mac” McKinley

Some remember fears
And the blood that ran red
Some remember tears
And the mortars that we dread
But I remember stale canned bread

Some remember the fights
And eerie screams of pain
Some remember starless nights
And trying to remain sane
But I remember the relentless rain

Some remember hot breaches
And death all around
Some remember leeches
And booby traps in the ground
But I remember the smells and sounds

Some remember trap doors
And the mournful sound of taps
Some remember whores
And the giant size of rats
But I remember sweaty old bush hats

Some remember humping
And choppers without end
Some remember jumping
And danger around the bend
But I remember a good friend

Don “Big Mac” McKinley
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