Author: Unknown
He was getting old and paunchy
and his hair was falling fast,
and he sat around the Legion,
telling stories of the past.
Of a war that he once fought in
and the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
they were heroes, every one.
And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors
his tales became a joke,
all his buddies listened quietly
for they knew where of he spoke.
But we'll hear his tales no longer,
for ol' Bob has passed away,
and the world's a little poorer
for a Soldier died today.
He won't be mourned by many,
just his children and his wife.
for he lived an ordinary,
very quiet sort of life.
He held a job and raised a family,
going quietly on his way;
and the world won't note his passing,
tho a Soldier died today.
When politicians leave this earth,
their bodies lie in state,
while thousands note their passing,
and proclaim that they were great.
Papers tell of their life stories
from the time that they were young,
but the passing of a Soldier
goes unnoticed, and unsung.
Is the greatest contribution
to the welfare of our land,
some jerk who breaks his promise
and cons his fellow man?
Or the ordinary fellow
who in times of war and strife,
goes off to serve his country
and offers up his life?
The politician's stipend
and the style in which he lives,
are often disproportionate,
to the service that he gives.
While the ordinary Soldier,
who offered up his all,
is paid off with a medal
and perhaps a pension, small.
It is not the politicians
with their compromise and ploys,
who won for us the freedom
that our country now enjoys.
Should you find yourself in danger,
with your enemies at hand,
would you really want some cop-out,
with his ever waffling stand?
Or would you want a Soldier--
his home, his country, his kin,
just a common Soldier,
who would fight until the end.
He was just a common Soldier,
and his ranks are growing thin,
but his presence should remind us
we may need his like again.
For when countries are in conflict,
we find the Soldier's part,
is to clean up all the troubles
that the politicians start.
If we cannot do him honor
while he's here to hear the praise,
then at least let's give him homage
at the ending of his days.
Perhaps just a simple headline
in the paper that might say:
"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING,
A SOLDIER DIED TODAY."
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3 comments:
Thank you so much for sharing this. Having lost several elderly uncles in the past year and with a father who is in his 80's -- veterans of the great war all, I have often thought of this myself. I will share this with their families. Linda Heine
My Grandfather passed away on Thanksgiving Day 2009. He was a veteran of both WWII and the Korean War. He was 87 years plus 12 days old.
He would have appreciated this, as do I.
Thank you so much for publishing this.
WD,
My soldier boy and I really liked this.
My husband, now a Lt. Col., has served three tours in Iraq and may be deployed to Afghanistan in the not too distant future.
We have had old retired friends and recent friends to whom this would apply.
Thank you for saying it so that all might feel the love that we owe these men and women.
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