Arlington2 Poem by Charles Garcia

I went to the Nations Capitol to spend a day,
My daughter Crystal to guide me all the way.
My first sign of Arlington
As we cross the bay.
To gaze at the Nations Capitol
Not to far away,
As this to be remembered, will never go away,

Arlington oh! Arlington
As I stand alongside the Nations dead.
Representing all the wars our Nation to participate.
America grows from within because of that,
Hopefully learning from her mistakes,
God has done his part, as from the stem of evil
That was to bring about,
makes our country stronger regardless of all the doubts.

I stand among the tombs of the Unknown Soldier,
So proudly on display, as the changing of the
Guards 24 hours every day, the tomb of the
Unknown soldier forever here to stay,
Will fill your hearts with sadness, your desire is to pray.

The flag at half-mast, the bugle sounds,
chills draw down your spine reaching to the
ground..

I saw the graves of two Presidents, Kennedy and
Taft, eternal flame burning day and night, a flash.
Headstones by the thousands as the day to past,
Fills the valleys and the hills of Arlington to remind
us of the past.

We must stop the madness of our government,
We must turn our young around, if not; we will find not
enough space to house our very young.
In the Hills of Arlington
2008