Freedom
Apoem for all of those whom have lost loved one in war.
By jin
When we think of America what comes to mind?
A bell or a flag perhaps?
But there's more deeper than the bell or the flag.
It is the solders.
The ones who give it all and the ones scared for life.
The memories that plague them through battles near and far.
The ones who are willing to keep us safe at night.
They keep going using hope as a reminder to keep going for us and them.
They are the unsung heros to which some returned and sone did not.
May they be a reminder that America was built on their blood.
But do not be sad for what they did.
It was for us, and all to see.