M. I. A.
By Cathy Haymore
All the M.I.A.s are not still missing --
Many are present and accounted for;
Carried on the morning report as able
To take up arms, and continue the war.
Was yesterday, and they just now leaving
Their future hopes, for families and homes;
To begin their long process of grieving.
Entombed in their psyches -- disbelieving;
Walking the walk of dead men in their bones.
Prisoners of Ho Chi Minh’s relentless time
Both feet on solid ground -- but hearts alone.
They are awol in their unconscious minds
For their brothers and friends they left behind.