A SOLDIER’S POEM©

Dear momma, can you tell me why they protest what we do?
Don’t they know we’re fighting for the red, white and blue?
Why do they think that it’s so wrong for me to fight for you?
I’m just finishing what I started the way you taught me to.

Oh momma when you watch t.v. don’t believe what you see.
There’s so many proud boys and girls fighting so you all could be free.
If you knew what I was doing every day I think you’d be proud of me.
Today I watched a young boy play where he once wasn’t allowed to be.

I made a promise that I would see this through until the end.
I came to fight for you, nana, papa, and every stranger and friend.
I didn’t do it because I wanted to follow some sort of trend.
But because the United States is on whom the world does depend.

It’s not pretty or clean and it is never going to be bloodless.
But too many have sat back and simply ignored this ongoing crisis.
I’ve missed birthdays, anniversaries, Thanksgivings and Christmas.
But I’ve brought freedom and hope to the lost and the godless.

So momma, please tell everybody that I love and I miss them.
It’s time for me to go back and fight to bring peace to the mayhem.
Stand up for us when ignorant protestors try to condemn.
And if they still won’t listen then I hope they’ll read this soldier’s poem.