He lays in repose
With a Purple Heart.
Fought gallantly,
With a purpose
With a cause.
Expires before twilight dawns.
He did not witness the parade,
The banners and confetti.
Honor below grade,
Raised in glory.
some warriors do seem to be like this... i pray that honor will never be forgotten and that people will always have to fight for something... not without purpose... not without a cause... anyway, i like the way you directed the words.. for this, i rated it 9
i feel a degree of sadness for d person of whom this poem speaks.in line 2, why do u say, with a purple heart?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes... the sad and bitter truth of war conveyed well... it looks like we'd learn that if we have to fight, let it be for human rights, and dignity!