VETERANS' DAY 2016 AD
There was a time...
It comes to my mind --
When a boy became a man,
By enduring the baptism of fire!
I don't count myself as one,
Although I had a gun,
And wore a uniform,
I never had anybody
Who was determined to kill me!
I can't help but admire
Those who went through the fire,
Who learned what they were made of,
Moving despite their fear,
Risking life so dear,
Because they knew that someone
Was depending on them!
How often do we remember,
Those who gave it all,
So we could scream loud at each other,
And display contempt for one another,
So we could vote for those who'd lead us,
Tell all the lies that please us --
(After all, we got freedom of speech?)
Someone said it well,
"Freedom isn't free."
Strangers died for you and me,
So we could vote for the one who leads --
But do we remember their heroic deeds --
When we turn and go back to sleep,
We don't bother to cast our vote --
It's got nothing to do with me...
Posted on Fri, November 11, 2016
by Andrea Bourgoin