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The Unseen Warrior |
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No, you need not have fought in
Vietnam, or any of
the other wars,
To suffer from the enduring pain
They've inflicted upon the poor
Unseen victims of their
horror.
How many nights have you spent,
Filled with
real, aching sorrow,
As your veteran wept and moaned
With pain that stole tomorrow?
You both relive those
battles again;
You've both felt the fear and pain
As
comrades fell and bullets flew...
Red blood flowed, fresh
and new...
You might as well have been there, too.
Although you never in person saw
The awful scenes from
that war,
It's held you, wounded, in its claw,
Tried
to gulp you down its maw.
There are no combat medals for
you,
But, oh, My Love, you're a veteran, too. |
By Thurman P. Woodfork
Copyright 2007
Listed
March 17, 2011 |
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