Veterans Day is on the horizon
And many are left by the way
Sunken beneath the rising sun;
Forgotten are the lives that were stoked,
Fighting under the rose Day and night
For others and our rights to cast the vote;
Today, our children are all over the TV
Trying to do what’s right;
Later taking their own lives on a PTSD
Lonely abandoned night.
As a grieving father like so many of you do,
I give praises to God for our living sons who
Still fighting the sleepless nightmarish slew;
Still pushing on and maintaining the dreadful
Plight;
Knowing God is on sight and will soon make it all,
Alright.
Fighting wars in the name of peace remains only for
The insane—
Bringing no release—leaving nothing but dreaded agony
And lasting pain;
When will man come to realize that war brings only misery?
And never has any gain.