Condemed Hero Poem by Jacob Courtney

They leave me in a land of desolaion and despair.
Instead of coming to honor my death they come to
praise it. Justice is done they say but I dont feel
justified by this. I feel betrayed by those who forced
me to do things that no one shall. So I am condemed
by those who dont want to get their hands dirty.
I am their sacrifice. Me who gave my life and them
who gladly take it. Yet should I blame them should I
hate them for I allowed them to do this. I am the one
who gladly gave my all for the good of my people
for the good of my family. Yet instead of the burial
of one who did such I am buried with those who
are traitors to our ways of life. My family is scorned
and shunded away all because they say I am a
traitor. No justice is served this day just the
satisfaction of knowing that they will never have
to face up to their choices knowing they gave
nothing while others gave their all.