Frederick Van Kirk

Poems
Sweet Goodnight-
postcript of a warrior
(2/1/07)
Once I had a home and love.
Now, upon strange soil I fight.
Oh, when last did I hold wife and babe,
        or last kiss them sweet goodnight?
Why do we Fight (2/15/07)
Ask any free Scotsman, he a tell ya man ta man
how when em Britts come to butcher were stayed
by the young an old from every clan.