To you it is just a war so many miles away
But you are not the one holding a gun today
To you it may seem we have no purpose there
But the loss of a loved one you do not have to bear
To you what is just a name on a wall
Is to another a face, a personality, and all
Fifty thousand names on a polished black stone
Every one a death we do not condone
Fifty thousand names on a seemingly endless wall
Every single one an American hero who stood proud and tall
To you it may seem to be Vietnam again
Thinking our government looks for a fight every now and then
But remember every day you are filled with glee
How great the cost of being free
How quick we all forget those whose blood was shed
And erase the memories of all the boys who now lie dead
It is our duty to rid the world of this terrible man
And all his weapons we must ban
We will witness the deaths of heroes we cannot ignore
Reminding us to never grow fond of war
But soon our boys can put down that gun
As it shall all be said and done
And soon the war shall cease
So we might enjoy the coming peace
But remember forever all the heroes gone
So that you may wake with freedom to the coming dawn