Yeats Came Home.
Musician of Language Mchinko’s Dead Metaphor,
Recycled Ecojoia paper for reduce your use and a fire evacuation plan
Ready for me. Why aren’t you here?
Buried underneath the sand in a Muslim land,
The Army’s largest base is reeling and your WKU community is torn.
European terror plot linked to Bin Laden.
In the burning heart rebuilding mistakes
Enter for your chance to give me your life
A $40,000 bonus and I’ll die for you!
“We just got hit by an IED, We should be dead.”
A poem of longing for the human heart and mind.
From high school I remember him, he’s gone
Strange to think of you now!
The solider, the son, the brother, the friend
So much to so many
Left home on a Monday
Came back in a box.
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