Don't Forget Those Who Are There
WOW wrote on August 22, 2005 07:38 PM:
The following poem was printed in the Galveston Daily News and I am posting it here for all to read.....
Don?t Forget Those Who Are There
It was a hot and sunny day, and the warm sand was blowing through my hair.
It was Iraq, and I was there.
I looked down to see the warm blood of an American boy flowing into the foreign sand.
He had just lost his right hand.
It was Iraq, and I was there.
I turned again to see a medic cutting off another boy?s clothes
And then apply a tourniquet made of rubber hose.
He had just lost his leg.
It was Iraq, and I was there.
I lifted my head only to see what was left of an unarmored Humvee.
The medics were removing the bodies, piece by piece.
It was Iraq, and I was there.
I entered a building, and there on the floor
Laid soldiers trying to get some sleep for an hour or more.
No showers, no hot beds. Just a floor to lay their heads.
It was Iraq, and I was there.
Where are your children and children of your congressmen, Mr. Bush?
Certainly, not there. Yet, you still say ?we.?
Dedicated to those who have given and are still giving. Your veteran?s benefits are being reduced as you read this.
Franklin F. Godek
Bayou Vista