Warriors Poem by James Casey

Warriors

The warriors stand, frozen in time
Awaiting a signal, to come down the line
Then they move to a purpose, no fear
Often wonder whatever brought them here

Upon this battlefield, facing horrors on high
For their cause, their beliefs, ready to die
Across the ridge with mortars and shell
These soldiers are ready to give the foe hell

Under the shadow of death, harsh cries fill the air
Out numbered twenty to one, but they don't care
Many a foe will die in the field fighting today
A noble and courageous end their leaders will say

The soldiers were sent there to stop some aggression
Hoping their leaders would learn a great lesson
Only to find that it was a political ploy
And the soldiers were simply used as a toy

Upon returning to their great land
No cheering, no rah, rah's, not even a band
Just jeers and hissing and hate in their heart
For fighting a war that they didn't start

GOD BLESS AMERICA

Jim 1972