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FORGOTTEN FIGHTER
"In World War II" he whispered,
"I was wounded by a blast."
As
he began his story,
Reminiscing of his past.
"I was just a boy back then,
I lied about my age.
To get into the army
And fight for the USA
I love this country very much,
It's still the very
best.
And I would fight, to keep it free,
And, safe from foreign pest.
We won that war, and I came
home,
My wounds had healed enough,
To re-enlist, with other men.
The army made us tough.
Then
a little flare up,
In Korea called us out.
A threat against our freedom,
Spreading fear without a doubt.
There I caught a bullet,
When I tried to save a friend.
Another wound, for Uncle Sam,
They sent
me home to mend."
"Soldier, have you had enough?"
My sergeant said to me.
"Or,
do you want another tour,
If ever there's to be.
We would train and fight again,
If ever it need be,
Because we loved America,
We'll fight to keep it free."
"It didn't take too long.
Before
my boys were off again.
We were shipped off to a war,
We thought would never end.
I didn't understand
it much,
If it was wrong or right.
But I was a US soldier,
And my country said "Go Fight"
I never questioned orders,
That were sent from up above.
I did it for America,
The country, that I love.
I fought to keep my country safe,
Again, in Vietnam.
Then, wounded I came home again,
A victim
of napalm.
My fighting days were over now,
And, I had given all.
But, some had given more than me,
Their names are on a wall.
I am now, well up in years,
A soldier old and worn.
I could only sit
and pray,
As, I watched Desert Storm.
So proud of our boys over there,
Who stand for what is right.
Freedom is the battle cry,
The reason why they fight.
Young soldiers fight for liberty,
Protecting
freedom's bliss.
Old soldiers dream of bygone days,
While fighting loneliness.
We were heroes in our
day,"
He said, and then he sighed.
"Forgotten in some V. A. home,
And all my friends, have died.
I never ask for anything,
Just wanted to live free.
But, if you write this story,
There are many
just like me.
Who fought to keep our country ,
Safe and free from every foe.
Only to come home again,
And have no place to go.
Sadly, when the limelight fails,
Heroes fade away.
Some men fight the
silent battles,
Till their dying day.
Please remember what it took,
And what we have to pay
And
join with us remembering
On this Memorial Day.
Memorial Day is Special,
It is not just summer's start.
The reason that we have this day,
Should be etched on your heart.
Lives were lost, and young men died,
To keep this country free.
So take a moment on that day,
To meditate with me.
Remember all those
valiant men,
And women who fought for,
The lifestyle that you now enjoy,
Because they went to war.
Author Unknown
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Everyone speaks of what an influence
the Internet can have. Here is a challenge for its strength......
I would like to see a moment dedicated this May 28th.
From 12:00 to 12:05 PM EST. True dedication - True silence.... No phone, shut off your cell phone and pager.... Turn off the
TV or radio. If you're chatting online at that time, let your cyber buddies know you are dedicating that moment, and won't
they please join you? Gather with your family and friends nearby and perhaps say a prayer. But most importantly remember those
men and women who have served YOUR country. Many have died for YOU and even more have had their lives forever changed. Pass
this poem and note to everyone you know. We have a month to make this happen.
This poem was giving to me by Richard (Norm) Jones, President of the 17th Artillery Regiment. Thanks Richard
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