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This is a poem I wrote after I learned of the first American casualty during Desert Storm. I found it amazing that the name wasn't included in the article.

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(On January 17, 1991)

There is a man I know not of
Yet his death is everything.
To war he went
And great pride did bring.

There is a man I heard of
His death nothing yet everything.
To war he went
To America he did sing.

There is a man the world now knows
Following only the orders of the game.
To war he went
Yet I don't even know his name.