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April 11, 2009
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There is a picture of you, Nameless Man,
On the corner of this spread and I study
your face

Your knuckles curled under, your knees pressed to
The ground, your rifle pointing forward

Bullets strung in strands around your chest, around your
Waist in rounds
Their heads facing upward – a time of death, an enemy's name
Stamped across each of their metal tips

And God knows you will aim for their heart, for their brain,
For the places where the life is

And if you make it back alive, Nameless Man,
You will stand proud beneath your flag
Your soul lost in the corpses and shells

(They say that “war kills them all”)

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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bEllAhOPe said...
Aug. 3, 2011 at 9:57 pm
Interesting work. I don't understand it, however, so I am not much in a position to judge. I must say I approve of the writing style. You could simplify your topics.
alayapoetgirl said...
Feb. 4, 2010 at 1:25 pm
When I heard this poem I was speechless. Because of the simple fact that this poem is so relevant! I TRULY love this poem. To be honest it's one of the best I've heard on teenink! You have talent...
I hope you rise to the top!!!
Truthwillprevail said...
Dec. 2, 2009 at 12:48 pm
Very nice! I have nothing to add except the third stanza might flow better if you don't use 'strung' and 'strands' in the same sentence. But otherwise terrific job! :)
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