The Sacrifice

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mguner

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so many take for granted

the freedoms we enjoy

to speak out against injustice

or buy expensive toys

they do so without thinking

of those who paid the price

through sweat and blood and hidden scars

giving the ultimate sacrifice



so young and so courageous

many eager to volunteer

answering the call of duty

instead of dodging to stay here

tender hearts forged in battle

some never to come back

those that have, bear the weight

with the blood and guts some lack



many freedoms we are loosing

so slowly you might not see

but those of us who know the price

see the threat to our country

all those bloody battles

all those names upon the wall

those who died to wave Old Glory

hoping never to see her fall



could you give your son or daughter

can you imagine how it feels

being sent perhaps to slaughter

no questions no appeal

don't let them be forgotten

you should thank them every day

and for those that have survived

realize the sacrifice they've made


B. Dampf
 
Spot on! Every one take a minute and think about those that gave their lives for freedom!
 
Thank you for the message of the individual sacrifices that allow us to our freedom. This is very affecting to me this morning. Who is the author?
 
I don't know who wrote that one, but this one is by Charles M. Province

“It is the Soldier, not the minister
Who has given us freedom of religion.
It is the Soldier, not the reporter
Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the Soldier, not the poet
Who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the Soldier, not the campus organizer
Who has given us freedom to protest.
It is the Soldier, not the lawyer
Who has given us the right to a fair trial.
It is the Soldier, not the politician
Who has given us the right to vote.
It is the Soldier who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag,
Who allows the protester to burn the flag.”
 
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