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ARLINGTON NATIONAL CEMETERY

I went to Arlington National Cemetery one April when I was a lad, to make amends I suppose for all the gratitude for sacrifice I’d taught myself to avoid.

I went to Arlington National Cemetery one April when I was a lad, to appease the Gods of War who drop their dictums like an anvil from above.

I went to Arlington National Cemetery one April when I was a lad, to see the ghosts of my forefathers aglow, not knowing how to reconcile them with the anarchy of youth.

I went to Arlington National Cemetery one April when I was a lad, to arch my back and pick an apple from a gnarled and knotted tree that grew there. Its flavor was baffling.
Written by SatInUGal (Kumar)
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Written for MadameLavender's "Through the Alphabet: Letter A" competition.
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