My brother went to Vietnam at the tender age of 19
He came back a man changed for all the things he had seen
He walked off that plane proudly, ready to kiss the soil
They spit in his face and jeered, as he thought about what he had toiled
His wife left him for another, as he served his country dear
She took that hope that kept him safe, and made him feel most near
But still he gave some of himself, though they tried to take that too
And when he stooped to kiss the ground; that hope left him anew
He lost himself in a bottle, and trust deserted him
He tried to clear his head, but could not find the way
He had no one to turn too, certainly not the VA
He felt alone and found a cell, the only way to cope
Would he give his life for county again, my guess is that it would be nope
We who stay safe in our homes, and live without a care
Never know the ramifications, of what they lose to dare
To feed the dream we were raised on, and taught back in the day
That thing that became known as, The American Way
He lives in solitude, he cries when he is alone
He asks for nothing, and gave all that he could
I wonder if we were asked to serve
If our answer would be, we would
Now he is but a shell, of that teen who went to fight
To save our freedoms for us, and to give us the right
To vote, and walk on the street safe from all strife
To live and love inside your homes, with children and a wife
So this is for all them serving, and the ones that have fallen too
may you find it in your hearts, to shake a hand and say
thank you for giving to your country
and saving the American Way
We failed these brave Soldiers and my prayer is that we do it better this time. Give some of your time to a Veteran, just listening, walking, or caring. It will make a world of difference in their life but it will change you forever.
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