As The Jets Flew By Overhead…

Sitting on my mountain,
Safer than most,
But just as scared
As the those who fear
This terrible war-

Thinking of those,
Who now lie dead,
Feeling such sorrow,
For the prayers being said,
But then the jets flew overhead…

F-18’s scarring the sky,
Leaving their contrails as they flew by,
Fearless warriors patrolling the skies,
Watching their precision
As they flew side by side…

Sat here thinking of those
Who heard the call,
And didn’t think of themselves at all-
Just rose from their seats,
And formed a line,
Fighting for our freedom,
The only thing on their mind-

I sit here and listen,
To those who condemn,
Those who lash out,
Without thinking what it’s all about-

What does it matter who’s to blame?
Those are our children out there!
Our families and friends!
I don’t care who started it-
I just want them home safe again!

I will honor them with songs,
And words from my heart,
Give them parades for playing their part,
Stand when they pass by,
Try to hold back
The tears in my eyes…

I will salute the honor,
With which they fought,
In a far away land
Of lonely sand dunes,

I think of those who gave their lives,
Grieving with such sorrow
For the lives they leave behind,
And I will honor the dead,
With my heart and soul,
For the sacrifice they so willingly gave,
As the jets roar by overhead…