Ghosts appear and disappear,
in my mind, causing my fear.
The moans and the screams,
Ghosts causing banishment of my dreams.

Replaced by scenes of yore,
the mud, the blood, the gore.
As real as today, but recalled,
from times that galled.

Unknown times of battle and war,
times of youth and score.
Times that cannot be taken away,
times that reappear today.

Live with what was done,
but never far from the ones
that reappear as ghosts in my mind...

© Jerry Turner 114th AML