J.P.G. Poems
Veterans ©
By Joseph P. Gimenez
2010 for the Red Hook Series
Dedicated to countless men and women who defend our nation day
and night!
Oh
Beautiful for Spacious Skies for amber wave of grain…..
As the
melody plays in his mind just 19 years old, and wearing a
uniform that bears his name
The young
soldier wonders what his tour will be? Will he return home safe
or die in agony?
All this 19
year old American man can do is wait, and see what fate will be
his destiny.
Joined by
brothers the same age as he
His
girlfriend left behind but she is free
He fights
for the right of everyone here
Give him
respect, don’t offend him, don’t dare.
Patiently
he sits in the Helicopter on which his fate resides.
His heart
thumps louder as his fear he tries to hide.
He knows
that this may be a one way trip.
But the die
has been cast, and all he can do is sit.
The Copter
finally lands in a field of sand.
With a few
trees around but not a sight of man.
The enemy
lies waiting in a place unseen.
Their
presence only revealed a wounded marine.
The bullets
they ring from side to side.
The Copter
takes off and there is no where to hide.
He shields
himself and returns the fire.
But his
buddies are falling, and his arms quickly tire.
He
remembers his girlfriend, his family at home.
But this is
no time for your mind to roam.
The mission
at hand must be finished now.
But at 19
years old he didn’t know how.
Veterans
all face the same risks as he.
Whether on
land or the shining sea.
They give
their lives for the cause to go on .
That’s why
these words must be passed along.
Veterans
are made of flesh not of steel.
They keep
their thoughts secret but their hearts are for real.
They will
quickly answer when our country calls.
No price is
too high for our veterans at all.
So give our
veterans the honor they are due.
They may be
different but they are red white and blue.
For without
them to keep freedom’ flag flying.
Many
innocent people would surely be dying.
Veterans
don’t ask for much I know .
But you
hear of their valor where ever they go.
They don’t
want a hand out just a helping hand.
For the
price they have paid has saved our land.
So if you
see a veteran on your way down some road.
Don’t
forget he has shouldered the nations load.
He gave the
best days of his life.
So our
nation would not live in strife.
The Brave
the Proud the Meek and the Mild.
They went
in as youngsters just barely a child.
If they
survive they are changed with the tasks.
Now give
them respect for which none ever asks.
Veterans we
will find all over our land .
They lie in
hospitals with problems we can’t understand.
They have
taken the blow that only veterans can take.
For the Red
White and Blue they would not forsake.
The Flag is
a symbol for which we all stand.
It has
flown many years over our land.
With each
red stripe a price was paid.
And a body
in Arlington was peacefully laid.
So there
you have it my friends left behind.
I served my
country I did my time.
I went in
harms way so that you could keep.
The thing
we call liberty which is ever so sweet.