What it Means This Memorial Day
Oh dear Father I never knew
The kind of hell that you went through
You tried to keep it from your family too
Soldier's graves glistening in the dew,
The sound of incoming hit the dirt?
There's blood in the air and on your shirt
Reaching for your buddy he's been hurt
The rattle of a machine gun as it blurts,
The Gardens of Stone silent and alone
Testaments to the seeds of war that were sown
Young sons, fathers, even women unknown
The bell tolls for thee history has shown,
Our news media speaks with a forked tongue
Classrooms can no longer sing the national anthem
The government would confiscate your guns
Did they give their lives for some evil kingdom?
If the heroes could only speak from their graves
Perhaps they would wonder who did they save
So that our people wouldn't become enslaved?
Is this really land of the free home of the brave?
Oh Father you saw action next to Pork Chop Hill
Considered one of the bloodiest battles still
You came home but you didn't need pills
Raising a family and paying the bills,
Today a treasonous media helps our enemy
Conveniently forgetting the lives lost at sea
Overlooking warriors who fought so gallantly
Were our soldiers part of an evil conspiracy?
Listening to the left you might think it could be
Demonizing those who went to war for you and me
The minds of the deluded so frivolously
Ungrateful unthinking they just don't see,
Those lives that were given so we would be free
In a hostile world of conflict overseas
While some prayed and hoped on bended knee
The danger zone is no cup of tea,
For the widows and the families who lost so much
Betrayed by governments out of touch
They had names like Sam, Tommy, and Dutch
Some of them return home with a crutch,