An Old Picture

By Andrew R. Duckworth

In a photo album, I saw him
In his military fatigues,
A young man having seen
The face of war-
It’s snarl, it’s gnashing teeth-
A war the world still speaks of,
One that swept away so many.
There he was, leaning against
A jungle tree in Burma.
He looked a bit like me.

It has been a few years since
I last saw the picture,
But I revisit the moment
In my thoughts often.