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Asleep In Our Beds
by Kelly Steed, Speculative Fiction Author
Wednesday, May 09, 2001
Not rated by the Author.
On May 8, 1995, I had the incredible honor of presenting a copy of my poem to James W. Green, an Arizona survivor, at a 50th Anniversary of VE Day program at the Mount Clemens Public Library Auditorium. GM3c Green was on the Arizona that morning he had just come up on deck when a bomb ignited the magazine blowing him and a few others free of the deck saving some of their lives. James succumbed to cancer a few years back and is now buried with his shipmates. I know that he carried my words to them!
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Oil rises to the surface
A cry from those below
Remember us to all who do not know
Hey boys, don't let it happen again!
We'd like to think our deaths taught you something
in the end
Never concentrate your forces in one place
Never fool yourself into thinking that you're safe
Friend can become enemy in the blink of an eye
Watch your back or you'll surely die
Let the Arizona be your guide
Remember her sacrifice and those who within her
lie
For we look up to you from the water's depths
"Preserve America!" Our dying breath.
Editor's Choice Award Winner
National Library of Poetry
At Water's Edge
Copyright 1996 Kelly Steed All Rights Reserved.
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