I'm listening to the drums
Beating
They hear guns, see their friends bleeding
I'm sleeping through the night
They're staying awake with fright
Our nation's might
Always prepared to fight
Do you sleep in fear?
Do you wake with fear?
Are bombs falling without care,
Like rain during a monsoon,
Stealing away the umbrella you never really held
Calling home, feeling alone
These people are our own
But we can't hold them close
Not till their back home
If they come home
That, we'll never know
They chose this path
Treason is going back
But the brave
Are out to save
And that's why they're not home
Don't you miss them?
They must miss you
Because it's all they can do
To stay and serve
Give you a peace we feel we deserve
They wish for a calm
That's out of their palm
But let's hand them a balm
Raise our arms
Salute
Thank you for what you do
What you did
The life you bid
To keep us safe
People forget, even on holidays
Just for you
They rather barbecue
But here's my tribute
A metaphorical salute
To say thank youJust a little poem to honor the soldiers out there, both those have served in the past and those who serve today, and the families they watch them come and go, who saw them leave and are left to grieve, and those reunited. Doesn't matter what country, soldiers of every country are heroes to there people and deserve some thanks. Happy Memorial Day! Thank you 🇯🇵🇰🇷🇩🇪🇨🇳🇺🇸🇫🇷🇪🇸🇮🇹🇷🇺🇬🇧 and all the others whose flag is not an emoticon.
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Simply Poetic
PoetryMiscellaneous rhythms and meanings meant to convey feelings and thoughts, maybe they'll make you think, maybe they'll make you wonder what's wrong with me, maybe you'll even enjoy them. Simply put, it is my attempt at good poetry