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THE PHONECALL

Hello Mother, yes I am coming home tomorrow
Yes, it’s true they gave me a medal or two
No I am no really any kind of a great hero
When you are scared, you just do what you have to do

I glad Mr. Miller held my Vice-President Job for me
No mom, I don’t want a big party at the club, it is alright
I just want to be there with you and dad just to talk
Yes, I want to see Becky, but I can do that the second night

Mother I have a favor to ask of you and it is a big one
I have a friend I met in the hospital, and he has no place to go
I want to bring him home to stay with us for a while
He was injured very bad in the war, I just wanted you to know

A mortar round landed next to him and blew up in his face
It took off his leg, his arm is a stump, and his eye and his ear are gone
The whole side of his face is scared. What? yes it is a shame.
He gets around in his electric wheelchair, but he is withdrawn.

What? Yes mother I understand, you couldn’t stand the sight
Yes mother, I am sure when I explain that he will understand.
Your friends at the club, Yes, They are a bit funny about such things
You, dad and I couldn’t be seen with a person that was half of a man.

They found him the next morning with a box on medals in his lap
And a note that read “Sorry Mom, I knew you could not stand the disgrace”
Beside him a forty five pistol one shot fired laid in a pool of blood
He sat in his electric wheel chair, with a bullet through his scared face.


---RJ

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Enjoyed the poem. But I wish you would correct with the word 'scarred' in the ending line there instead of 'scared'? Also in the 15th line it is mispelled again ... changes the entire effect of the piece to read it as 'scared'. :)