MY Memorial Day Poem/Rant
Photo of me and my sister prior to my deployment to Lebanon 1975
From the battle of Lexington to Shiloh; to the Tet offensive; to Normandy and on to Kabul, the battle goes on. The fight for freedom; the stress and danger is real for those so far away from home.
It has been said that we in America have only a ten day attention span.
Oh how soon we forget those who face danger and fight the good fight in foreign lands.
You sleep each night in a comfortable bed; you most eat well while our children fall.
On a personal note, I myself have seen too much death and I know the destruction to the soul.
Each day our men and women see this day in and day out.
Yet they fight on and to duty they cast no doubt.
So if you know one who has served…THANK him or her, for this they deserve.
Please pray for them each night…pray for those who have fallen and those who continue to fight.
Pray for those who have returned and fight their demons every day and night.
Oh, the charred bodies of children; mothers crying over a shallow grave.
Oh God, the smell of death; the bloated bodies in the street, the souls we were unable to save.
ABOVE ALL GIVE THANKS: REMEMBER AND PRAY….
J. Allen Wilson © 5/27/2012