Today I saw a Marine cry
Why Daddy Why?
He looked so tired and beaten
But proud, I cannot deny.
Can you help me in understanding?
The tear, which escaped his eye?
Son he was not sad, but remembering days gone by; Days and nights when his brothers and buddies began to die. He remembers the ‘good old days’ when they were alive He’s missing them dearly now and asking; "Why did I survive?"
He can still taste the sweat and dirt
And feel the scorching heat deep inside.
He stands as tall as he is able
Doing his best to express his pride.
He will never forget the pain of those days
The physical and the mental; both left their mark
Too many restless nights he has tried to sleep,
And yes son, he is afraid of the dark.
He became a man in a teenager’s mind
Not fully understanding his country’s call to arms
Feelings of guilt often leave him blind
But he’d do it again at the ringing of the first alarm.
He remembers the pains added upon his return;
From a portion of a nation that did not believe
in the fight.
Honor, Respect and Patriotism were
replaced with scorn
Believe me, son the scars are with him all day and night.
My son, today you saw a proud and heroic Marine
One who keeps fighting the fight.
He’s among the very best our nation has ever seen
Thank you for asking my son, now…good night.
~For some of you the war ends when you turn off your TV's and Radio but for us the war never ends. The war is alive and well everytime we close our eyes.....
