Comments about S.E. Thompson
America..What Price Liberty?
Tears rolling down the gravestones..of our loves...
That are deafening statues to a liberty..whose flame never failed us..
She wraps her lovely face in stars and stripes..and feels the pulse of a nation..
Growing before her eyes...a humble bliss in a troubled world
Scared...full of scars...torn and tattered.....
Still full of faith in a shining star called freedom..
Hope carries his friend home.
Into the fear..into the death..into the war..into the peace..
Into understanding... Into love
Into the courage to stand for the ...