Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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I was six, first year of violin
Hickory Dickory Dock, rosin a lot
June 25, 1950 “Fatherland Liberation
War” began, North Korea invaded
the South, across the 38th parallel
U.N. Security Resolution S/RES/83
called for immediate cease fire
and dispatch of security forces
led by the U.S.A. the North´s support
came from Mao Tse-Tung Communist
Revolution leader, complicit Russian
help too, Cold War test with dramatics
South Korea pushed, forced back to
the Pusan Perimeter when the Yanks
arrived, driving the invaders back to
the Yalu river when Chinese forces
added to the fight, mountainous terrain
sub-zero weather, every mile a sacrifice
F-86 Sabers dueling Mig-15 above
War of Police Action, Truman declared.
Boots on the ground was the call
Leathernecks from Camp Pendleton
boys not yet shaving peach fuzz
out for adventure, supple bodies for
Pork Chop Hill, newly married with dreams
of a family on the G-I Bill, one such couple
rented an apartment next door, spit
polished shoes, short cropped hair
erect stature, proud of the uniform he wore
kisses of honey moon embraces to store
the months to be away, his orders to ship
out, he left early that day, less than a month
passed by and my mother, veteran of war
rushed to the young brides, grieving side.
War of attrition finally ended July 27th 1953
my violin sounding better, back at the same
38th Parallel DMZ where the blood bath began.

© Jan G. Otterstrom F. November 21, 2014