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87. Gone but not forgotten © 1 July 2018 |
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I saw my name on a war memorial It wasn’t me of course Same name but someone else who was Gone but not forgotten I fell between the cracks of wars A rather rare occurrence Else it would be me who was Gone but not forgotten They drafted names for Vietnam Picked by random birthdays Those born one day after me are Gone but not forgotten As each war comes and each war goes And parents siblings fade Dead soldiers are remembered in a generic sort of way But as individuals no one would have a clue who the hell they were They’re gone and long forgotten |