another soldier dies
a sweetheart gently cries
a wife falls to her knees
to pray and weep and grieve
a father too is lost
and is it worth the cost
a faithful friend is gone
the war still rages on
the leaders make excuse
to not secure a truce
and evil is condoned
as tyrants seize the throne
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I hope war does not come again- but I'm sure it will.
The picture is so compelling. My parents live in Arlington, in view of Iwo Jima monument, the arlington cemetery and Fort Myer (I think that's the one) ...whenever I visit, it hits me....especially when they play taps (which they do every night) ....
Yeah, me too. I love thwe picture I found for this one.