by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

The world about me trembles
with the chaos of the times,
my government is a mess
 and I really must confess
I do not see how it will
ever come about.
To right the wrongs 
that time has wrought 
will take a miracle, no less,
of which there are 
too bloody few.

Our troops are fighting
an endless fight,
though they may try
with all their might
I doubt that they 
can turn the tide
and come home for
a victory ride.

Though we at home
say many prayers
and send them 
packs of care,
behind the tears 
we often shed
there lies a caring,
fearful dread
that we have been
led astray
by men who’s ego
must be acclaimed
by history as
men of fame though
none that I can see
deserve it.

Let all who travel this dire road
remember the return
can be calamitous.
Amen!

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The author: Robert Lin Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co. (2d-2d) from 1942-44, at Guadalcanal and Tarawa during a 33-month overseas tour.

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