A Poem Worth Reading

I didn’t write this poem, I don’t know who did.  A friend sent it to me. My Grandfather and my Father each fought in a world war. May we one day know world peace.

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 Veteran 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 Veteran 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 Veteran
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 Veteran,
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 Veteran
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Veteran,
Who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Veteran,
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 Veteran’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:

soldier image via internet

21 thoughts on “A Poem Worth Reading

  1. Catherine

    Wow! Says it all! We are very grateful for all those who have and do serve. Blessings to our soldiers and their families left behind, until they meet again. Thank you for posting!


  2. charlypriest

    This coming from a veteran, beautifully written and beautiful subject, I like the part when you talk about that you say he talks and people laugh at him except his buddies that also have seen what war is like. So very true, you can´t talk shit about that subject to anybody unless they been there. It´s just to overwhelming for them to comprehend what is like to live it, not see cool videos on youtube or little pieces on t.v. Live it, the smells, the adrenaline, the fear, the living conditions, the sounds, can´t explain it, have to live it to know what it REALLY is like. I hate when people talk about or judge soldiers what they do in combat, they just see a little scene on t.v and make up a judgement about that soldier, again they do so while sitting in the comfy chair in the comfort of their home.


  3. charlypriest

    I don´t believe in heroes I believe in lovers, we do things regular people will never do that´s for sure, but we do it because we have the training and to keep ourselves alive and the people that are around you alive. That is love.



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