I searched his eyes
but he was long gone
wandering a private,
and distant place
a landscape with no zipcodes
and no maps.
I tried to call him back
all in futility
he was stuck
in the corridors of silence
unreachable…
© 2018 Jacqueline
This poem came to my mind when I heard of Senator John McCain’s passing. I don’t know him personally except for what was made public, but I developed a healthy amount of respect for him as I read a bit more about him. May His Soul Find Rest.
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John McCain was the Lion of the Senate. A voice of reason in an America filled with conflict. During the Vietnam war he was also a prisoner of war and suffered greatly.
I can’t say that I agreed with his politics but given his illness, suffering and pain one puts aside politics to honor a great American hero. Courage, Bravery and strength
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he was a great man, a great leader and a great hero. thank you for your lovely tribute to this very special man who will be missed
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Beautiful
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