They look like bobbleheaded dolls with their helmets on
Standing tall in fatigues, backpacks, and their weapon.
Just children called to war
To uphold the honor of their country and the corp.
Life and death decisions, they must make
In the blink-of-an-eye, a life to take.
Do it wrong, the whole nation is an aggressor,
To do it right, is a lot of pressure.
Forgive them if they err,
After all they are but children so be fair.
They arrive so young at heart,
But will age tenfold before they depart.
Give their lives for a brother's save,
That is just the soldier's way.
Even if their efforts amount to zeros
Welcome them home, for they are all heros.
on behalf of my boyfriend i thank you for writing this poem. I know that if he could read it he would like it..{He is fighting somewhere in Iraq...}
God Bless,
Amber and Mike
The subject is sentimental. However the more I think deep the more I feel this system war a parasite, futile. Imagine civilization having to go for violence without actually having to do so. Very catchy ending into a deadlock? But surely the brave soldiers need a big hug -- Welcome home.
God bless our soldiers from the youngest to the oldest to the dead. They have all given us so much and I don't want to even know what we'd be without them or where. Hugs out to all the soldiers and God bless.