Tribute To The Troops Poem by Ramona Thompson

A fictional piece written from the viewpoint of the other side of the war.

A wife who lost her husband and blames our soliders for it.

Do you ever wonder if this is might be how the people on the other side really feel?

Just a thought.

There must now be something said for all of your foe's murdered soliders
Raise up your fists in victory, sweet victory, Americans everywhere for you have done it!
In an instant of wartime mayham you have torn apart families and friends forever more
Betcha you're proud of yourselfs ain't ya?
Undermining and ruining the lives of your fellow man without even a thought
Take 'em, punch a hole in 'em and move on to the next
Eager for that paycheck from good ole Uncle Sam who are you to do care what you've done?

Try to tell yourselfs that you're only doing what you must to protect your homeland, but you know that isn't true
Oh Lord bless you and have mercy on you, if you don't

The rest of us whose loved ones you have taken sure won't
Hell you brought to our doors and now we're praying everyday for someway to make you pay
Empty inside, so very empty we have been left

Tell me, do any of you ever feel this way or do the millions of murders you have committed mean nothing?
Rich old men start these wars
Oh how different it would all be if only you young men would stand up to them
Oh how many lives would be saved if only your youth would not be afraid to speak up
Pathetic, just pathetic how all of you hide behind the excuses of your uniforms
Solider boyz, silly little solider boyz don't you know

Of your part in this war between our nations
You should all be so very, so very, very ashamed

I know I am

2008 Ramona Thompson