Where Was I
Where was I, you ask...
the morning the world cried?
Well, I was just living my dream
scanning charges for narcotics
dispensed to our patients
just wishing my day was over
until I heard the newsflash
blaring from a patient's room
as nurses, hands-over-mouths,
gasped at our towers falling
my mind flew
to the infirmed soul on the bed
humming some childhood tune
an opiatic stupor saving him
from knowing a nation's pain
somber and sober
what ignorant bliss, I mused
as I reached the final page
praying God would have mercy
on those burning souls falling...
wishing their day wasn't over
|By Nancy L. Meek
Listed May 15, 2010
About Author... Nancy is the proud wife of William "Billy" J. Meek, a Vietnam War
Veteran, who served with the 1st Cavalry Airmobile Division, 11th Aviation
Group, 228th Battalion, Co. B.
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