Militaria

Insignia and medals,
Canteens and bayonets,
Will come to auction
As militaria sets.

Seabee pics are rare,
Show wounded and dead
On battle fields past
Where many have bled.

Do I hear one hundred
For this soldier’s rucksack?
And yes, a one-ten
From the fellow in black.

The mementos of war
Are assorted by lot,
Sold to high bidders
With nary a thought.

Who’ll give me two hundred
For these sweetheart wings?
Airmen gave them to girls
Among other things.

Militaria collectors,
Listen-up if you will.
We have a bronze star,
You know the drill.

Won during The Big One
By a brave P.F.C.
Died later on D-Day.
Given posthumously.

We pass war artifacts
From one to another.
No family wants them,
Not even a mother.

Does anyone fathom
The true worth of it all?
Or is all that’s left us
Etched names on a wall?

by benny bell jr

Vietnam Wall
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