In a dark cloud, I walk, of pondering
Cold steel in hand, what a smooth way to end
Twenty-one found themselves surrendering
Chambering the round, this steel is my friend
Shared by the others suffering the same
Waterfall of tears, smooth stream never ends
Cold steel, chambered, at the read… I take aim
Wait! Whispers in my ear, soft hope befriends
I can’t, I can’t – not today, hope brings tomorrow
Twenty-two I would, twenty-two not I
To Hope’s whispers I reached out to borrow
Another day. Don’t let the others die!
–Brother, friend we failed to knock at your door
Whispers, aren’t always enough, easy to ignore
In the chaos of the heart and mind, you found peace
Always in our heart, tomorrow’s cause will not cease
Dedicated to Logan Coleman, USN #22
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