Soldier's Death

A poem about soldier's funerals

When taps sounds every night at ten

The sorrow flows in again

Remembering fallen brothers

The ultimate sacrifice

They gave it all

Each an unsung hero

A flag draped over a casket

A twenty one gun salute

Sends them to their resting place

A grief stricken widow

Receives the flag

Officers offer condolences

And fellow soldiers cry

This is a time honored tradition

But now groups can protest

Hold signs that state

Thank god for a soldier’s death

What is it that these people don’t get

They sacrifice for you

So that you can sleep safe at night

And live your day to day life

Reviews

[Dakota]

Taps, Amazing grace on the pipes just the beginning notes are too much sometimes. This piece opened that door in my heart and brought it all flooding out. Someone once said to me of the protestors "That's THEIR American way little sister, that's what we do this for. They'r supporting us by using those freedoms and they just don't know it." We lost him in Iraq as well. Too much loss when it's the last of a dying breed as it is. Anyway, I'm rambling. Thank you for this, and for your own sacrifices for our country as well. Ooh-Rah!

[Katseye]

Wonderful poem.


Those few who chose to protest are well in the minority.... Most truthly respect what all of you who serve do for us. Most of my family has served, even my 8 year old daughter plans to when she's old enough. Right now the best I can do for soldiers is donate when I can, and make sure no soldier buys his drink when I'm at work. I know it's just a drop in the sea compared to what they've done for me.

[Coyote Poetry]

Taps is the saddest music for a Soldier. I stood above the helmet, rifle and boots of friends loss. I think of them often. I drink a beer to friends missed and I hope they found a safe place to rest. A powerful poem. A very good reminder wars are still being fought.
Coyote