Memorial Day in America is a time that we remember the Service Members of our Armed Forces that paid the ultimate price, the ones that gave their lives in service to our nation. Yes, we have a three day holiday weekend, sales at all the stores, and family cook-outs. Most of our holidays are commercialized. And that’s fine, as long as we keep the meaning of why we have the three day weekends, sales, and cook-outs. I just ask that we take a few minutes and reflect as to why this holiday exists. As you enjoy your time off, save money on a big screen TV, and have some great burgers cooked on a grill, remember the ones that never came home from serving our country.
Below is a poem I wrote in 2009 while serving in Iraq. It was inspired by a memorial service held on the base I was at. It was in honor of a Soldier that died at a different base, but part of his unit was on the same base I was. I’m guessing each base held a ceremony. I never met the man, though I have personally known a couple Services Members that died in service to our nation. The memorial service in Iraq inspired the following poem.
Memorial Day in Iraq
(originally written/published May 2009 by David George)
The buildings may have fallen, But our spirits not shaken
They did not die in vain, Innocent lives that were taken.
And willingly we came, as so goes the story
Doing a job that has little glory.
Many here now were kids when it started
When the airplanes crashed, And America was smarted.
And when our kids study history and learn about this war,
They can say dad was there, To help settle the score.
In the battle for Justice, Some gave their lives
So the rest could live free and not sacrifice.
But I’ll go home, Alive and well
I think of those who didn’t and it hurts like hell.
We fight this war, for Freedom’s true cause
And remember the families that suffered a loss.
Just six feet above, are markers that stand,
Over American heroes, who died for their land.
Good day, God bless.