A fear as tangible as pain--
To lie where other men have lain
In death upon a bed of gore
Where blood is spilt at Heaven's door.
For nowhere else might one be led
From where the bravest lives are shed.
Those angels whose protection failed
Are mourning still for life exhaled.
The battlefield is seldom free
Of what is named "Absurdity"
By those at home, unblessed, untried,
Without esteem for those who died.
So God forgive, or better yet,
Place them where they can't forget
That freedom dies for he who yields
What's won or lost on battlefields.
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Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on March 8, 2005
Perfection !Powerful !
You got me a lump in my throat .
Let us Never Forget Ever where and who paid the price for this Freedom we have today. For One and All.
Thank You So so Much. So Much for this Exquisite Tribute to The Soldiers of this Free World. Thank You!
Dear Michael,
An exceptionally well written poem. I was struck first by the perfect meter and rhyme but also by the profound message. Powerful words. Congratulations!
Chanti
Reviewed by Divinity 11 (Reader)
Reviewed on March 5, 2005
WOW
i haven't read anyone I've been tracking lately because I've been so busy and this is the first one I do. For some reason I wanted to read it and I'm glad I did! Wonderfully done....this topic is on a lot of people's mind right now.
beautiful in all its pain and horror and tragedy, yet necessity
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You got me a lump in my throat .
Let us Never Forget Ever where and who paid the price for this Freedom we have today. For One and All.
Thank You So so Much. So Much for this Exquisite Tribute to The Soldiers of this Free World. Thank You!
SALUTE!
love Tracey xo
it open one up for the truth
hopefully humanity will hear....................
An exceptionally well written poem. I was struck first by the perfect meter and rhyme but also by the profound message. Powerful words. Congratulations!
Chanti
i haven't read anyone I've been tracking lately because I've been so busy and this is the first one I do. For some reason I wanted to read it and I'm glad I did! Wonderfully done....this topic is on a lot of people's mind right now.
beautiful in all its pain and horror and tragedy, yet necessity
gypsie