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Paul F. McCann

NO BAGS FULL

No surprises.
No compromises.
No solutions.
No nuisance.
No chances.
No answers.
That’s just the way it must be.

No sport.
No court.
No recreation.
No expectation.
No protection.
No correction.
No compensation you see.

No sign of peace.
No hostage release.
No hello.
No where to go.
No freedom.
No heavy gun.
No weight on the shoulder.

No self guilt.
No innocent blood spilt.
No mobs to meet.
No danger on the street.
No war.
No more.
No home for the soldier.

No night sights.
No fire fights.
No education.
No communication.
No finger of fate.
No escape, it’s just insane.

No patrol.
No dole.
No missions to fulfil.
No shoes to fill.
No half way.
No sir, because there’s no bags full down the lane.

No pay to collect.
No sir, that’s correct.
No one understands.
No kind helping hands.
No wonder words in anger arise.

No to ignorance;
No, not a chance.
No one has lost life in vain.
No pain.
No gain.
No remembrance flame ever dies.

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