| Hear My Plea's As I drift into a haunting, restless sleep; A man appears with a thin, haggard face. I know not where my dreams have taken me. I do not know this place... He seems to be reaching out, trying to take hold of me... I want to leave this awful place but, his distress is plain to see. He spoke in a low, pleading voice. "Please, do not be alarmed. I just need to talk to you. I truly mean you no harm." "I need someone to listen to what I have to tell. Of all the pain and suffering I've endured, here, in this hell!" "You see, I am a prisoner of war, in a country far from home. I keep holding on to hopes and dreams because it is horrible to be so alone." "I was sent here by my country. To a place I did not want to be. They told me I was needed... Now, they've turned their back on me." "When I get a chance to rest or sleep, I see and feel my mothers fears. That loving smile she always wore, is now replaced with many tears." "She knows not what became of me. I was labeled MIA/KIA-possible POW. I can not seem to reach her As I've been able to reach out to you." "I hope I don't ask to much of you, in this, my lonely, forgotten man's plea. Could you be my voice, in the country I loved so much? Because I just want to be FREE!" ~~written by Lady Rebel (5/28/00) Memorial Day Dedicated to all the POW/MIA's, still on foreign soil. |
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