(A Soldier Died Today)
by A. Lawrence Vaincourt
I have known this guy, not personally, but I have known many like him.
He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.
Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.
And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew where of he spoke.
But we'll hear his tales no longer,
For ol' Joe has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer
For a Soldier died today.
He won't be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.
He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won't note his passing,
'Tho a Soldier died today.
When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.
Papers tell of their life stories
From the time that they were young
But the passing of a Soldier
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.
Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Some jerk who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?
Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?
The politician's stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.
While the ordinary Soldier,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.
It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.
Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever waffling stand?
Or would you want a Soldier
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier,
Who would fight until the end.
He was just a common Soldier,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his likes again.
For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Soldier's part
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.
If we cannot do him honor
While he's here to hear the praise,
Then at least let's give him homage
At the ending of his days.
Perhaps just a simple headline
In the paper that might say:
"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING,
A SOLDIER DIED TODAY."
In honor of the ones now gone, that I have known:
Jim Wrape, Lefty Harris, Jr. Darnell, Odis Darnell, Hisure Darnell, Hershal Darnell, Sam Waters, Robert Harris, Fred Fulbright, Ralph Smith, Barney J. Randolph, Charles O’Shields, Junior Helms, Tommy Harris, Turner Darnell, Q.J. Cox, Bobby Bracket, NC Jones, I am sure I have missed some, there were millions and millions yet to come.
God Bless them all!
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WWII Willys Jeep
The Ships log salutes All those who gave all that I might sit here and say what is on my mind!
9 comments:
A touching entry Jack. Thank you and Amen.
Very good we sure had a lot in
our Family who served.."YOU ALSO" God Bless all of them and thanks to them we have our freedom.
That was heartfelt and beautiful.
What a wonderful tribute to your family who is gone. My dad is gone too. sandie
That's a fine Memorial Day tribute you've posted, Jack.
«Louis» et Mme la Vache plan to drive to the Military Cemetery at San Bruno on Monday to salute the men and women there. Among those buried at San Bruno are four Admirals: Nimitz, Lockwood, Turner and Spruance and their wives.
That was a very good tribute for Memorial Day. We should never forget the price paid for the freedoms we enjoy.
What a splendid tribute to our military men and women who have fallen in the service of our country! You have a special way with words.
Jack, it's so often you introduce something new, had not read this wonderful piece before today. But, there's lots of info about the poet online; he was a fascinating, gifted man.
Thank you for a thought provoking entry &
Happy Memorial Day!
I finished this with a sigh. Thank you. ~Mary
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