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SILENT VISIT
by Jerre Divelbiss
One man in nocturnal memorial, slipped over so softly among
The long black marble wall, pale face under a cloud of his hair
With black beret on his head, this luminous man
Faded away as the flickering star in this moonless night
Green battle fatigues, he pushed the dark blue casement
Enfolded him in the purple melancholy, dwell beyond the stir
Tumult and crumble of defeated dreams; and deep shadow
Come over his pale eyelids, heavy with unnamable pains
Not natural to be heavy with full misery as man so young
So solitary and stern, being high over the worldly pleasure
Why not set up one peaceful paradise in soul, in deep eyes
What could he have suffered, created the being as he is
Owls began to call,
noise of crickets chattered in the shadows
He slowly kneels in front of the dark marble wall
And with shaking hands
he gently runs his fingers over the smooth stone
As if saying goodbye to old friends,
tears run silently down his cheek
Of summer trees, he as a folded plant, opened and spread
Out in tranquility the soft darkness comforted his torments
As he revealed the pure and delicate fragrance of his soul
One solitary man,
a warrior,
alone with his comrades.
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IMAGINE
by Jerre Divelbiss
You can only imagine
What it’s takes to finally go to sleep
And then wake screaming in the night
What it’s like to drift into a dream
And then have your mind scream out in pain
To pay the price for just a few hours of peaceful rest
You can only imagine
You can only imagine
What it’s like to be alone
Afraid to be with the ones you love
For fear of what you might do or say
Afraid they won’t understand
And to always feel emptiness deep inside
You can only imagine
You can only imagine
The sights in our mind’s eye, the voices in our ears
The smells we smell and the hurt we feel
Feeling angry, tired and bruised
To have very few friends to turn to
To be filled with rage we can’t release
You can only imagine
You can only imagine
What it’s like to know such pain
How it feels to wake each morning
With a past you can’t explain
To live a constant nightmare
That unless you were there, you wouldn’t understand
You can only imagine
We can imagine
For we were there, the chosen few
Who lived the whole thing, had a good view
Now Nam is locked inside our heads
That’s why our nights are so long, so much to dread
We can imagine!
COOL BREEZES
by Jerre Divelbiss
Silently, I stay at the darkness of night
Dwelling about a war long past
Memories of comrades, friendships that always last
But suddenly I feel to be so far from them
I can’t find their faces in the annals of my mind
Lone in the heavy blackness, the lonely night
Leaning against a tree in the darkness
The songs of nightingales suddenly ring in my ears
Replacing the fire, smoke and raging noises
This holy cantus floods into my very being
And washes the loneliness and horrors away
The gentle breeze of night cools my fevered brow
And flows away my suffering, my doubts
Forget all space and time and let the cool breeze
Caress my mind and console my haunted soul
For without my memories, I am lost
Oh God, let the cool night breeze bring back their spirit to me
So I may become sane again
EMPTINESS
by Jerre Divelbiss
Many night shadows, like knifes in the heart,
punching the stillness
The emptiness comes over the body, awake damp and icy hot
Emerging from the starry sky, pain slowly comes to thought
Suddenly sitting with emotionless face,
soul’s floods surges over
Over every corner of mind, chilling and tremble, fall down, deeper
Something walks in the dark of night, can not grasp this nameless
Spirit whispers in ears, telling they can bring beyond all torment
Tell of serene waters which build a delicate and graceful palace
To lie down and fly with them, into an eternal emptiness
To say farewell to the torment and pain, come to the peaceful
Let the stillness from soul over tearful eyes, not to scream again
Let tranquility soothe all memories, save you from sufferings
To close the soul, let the emptiness come over the body
With tearful soul, fight, fight the shadows of the night
The night breeze blow, blow a smell of Mother Earth’s life
With mate’s real love, embrace it into enthrallment
Forget the whispers in dark,
deception is their plan
And live, live life as a whole spirit once again
Song Playing: "Sound of Silence"
WELCOME HOME
From good friend...Jerre Divelbiss
Once they were with us
Playing, laughing, whispering
While always keeping watch over us
We knew them and we spoke to them
They were our comrades.
We watched each other's back
Knew that someone always had our flank
We counted on each other and we embraced them
They were our friends, our families,
Our comrades, our heroes.
Now, in the dark and cool of mother earth
They are in our hearts, our memories which
Remain in this world, if not visible to it
As we walk among the long line of names
Etched on black marble stones.
These stones are their witness in this,
This time after their time
The rushing wind may stir their voices
The voices come not from the black panels
But from within our own hearts, our memories.
The voices carry a message of healing
Messages that bring peace to the soul
Messages telling us that they are still with us
And messages saying 'welcome home brothers.'
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