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but often a woman too, for both
served our nation proudly in the
past. Many are serving today and will
become the veterans of tomorrow.We owe
these men and women much. Even in
times of peace, their's is not an easy
life. They are often separated from
their families and many times in
harms way, even when we are NOT
at war. This is a day we set aside
once a year to honor these people
who all too frequently give their lives
to serve and protect. This Memorial
Day, stop and thank a veteran and hang
your flags in their honor. They deserve
no less.
No lesson's learnt, no world to care.
The air is still, where once a shrill.
Death danced and searched, for men to kill.
Rows of crosses, on a hill.
Inter the bone's, but not the will.
Righteous son's, a quest to fill.
Upheld the gun, more men to kill.
One doctrine cries all men to follow.
Empty word's, that seem so hollow.
Praise's peace, but love's the sorrow.
Rob's a mother's, sweet tomorrow's.
Oh mother's son's, and daughter's too.
Unleash the gun, before anew.
Remiss and sorrow, for the few.
Uphold in likeness, reminders of you.
All country's suffer, man's great shame.
The clash of arms, to suite a name.
With colors too, it's still a game.
Outcomes claim one's view of fame.
Oh righteous few, if but you knew.
The blood you spilt, and how we grew.
For your estate, with morning dew.
In ruins lie, for all to rue.
Take care my children, lest you bide.
With history's wind, and changing tide.
A rush to arm's, like morning ride.
Or Flander's fields, you will reside.
Email Nollaig11@aol.com (Chris Hanley) Oceanside, CA. 92054
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