Most of my poelitics are written with a smile. They make fun of whomever, while being in fun. However, recent revelations about Veterans being disused and abused for political purposes prompted me to post this poem from my third self-published poetry book. I served 8 years active duty in the Air Force. Whereas I was never in a combat zone, I knew many who were and witnessed their sacrifice as well as that of their families.
Note: The Email rendering of the poem may be confusing. Please open the blog.
I am the son of everyone
Your daughter, I, no matter who
Don’t speak heroics that I’m gone
Like yours my blood runs red, not blue
I did what soldiers all must do
And now I see me lying dead
My life I paid – to fight for you
No lovers will my arms embrace
No child will ever issue forth
No loving family at my place
No golden years to gray my head
I wonder if it all was worth –
My duty’s done – now that I’m dead
Yet politicians prance and preen
And praise the soldiering I’ve done
And prattle the heroic scene
“Our soldiers brave, we honor all
This war they fight, it must be won
Since re-election’s in the Fall
7/19/10
