03 Sep 2005
The hallowed grounds are barren now, easy to forget,
the brave men who died that day to keep us free, and yet,
we'll fall asleep to dream of lilies and rolling fields,
but never shall we say a prayer for those who failed to yield.
Had we seen their face, heard their voice, or bumped them in a crowd?
Would we shake their hand, tell them thanks and praise their name aloud?
Or are we content to go along in our busy, hectic day,
taking for granted all we have and keep their names at bay?
For they are the reason we have what we love, our families and our friends.
For they are the reason we live today with freedom that never ends.
Isn't it time we thanked them for giving it their all?
While many turned and ran, they stayed answering the call.
Shall we turn our backs on these great heroes and never speak our piece,
when we all know deep inside because of them we are at ease?
The hallowed grounds are barren now and easy to forget,
but never shall I retire at night and be remiss of the VET.
John Kozin