|Wish You Were Here
Poem regarding "shameful" anti-war protestors
|The following poem was written on March 9, 2003 by a Marine and his buddies who were stationed in Kuwait. They'd been listening to news on the radio and heard about the anti-war protests going on. [As a retired soldier who'd served in Vietnam, I can attest to the sentiments expressed in this poem]
For all the free people that still protest;
You're welcome. We protect you
and you are protected by the best.
Your voice is strong and loud
but who will fight for you?
No one standing in your crowd.
We are your fathers, brothers and sons
[and mothers, sisters and daughters]
wearing the boots and carrying guns.
We are the ones that leave all we own
to make sure your future is carved in stone.
We are the ones who fight and die.
We may not be able to save the world
Well, at least we try.
We walked the paths to where we are at
and we want no choice other than that.
So when you rally your group to complain,
take a look in the back of your brain.
In order for that flag you love to fly,
wars must be fought and young men [and women] must die.
We came here to fight for the ones we hold dear.
If that's not respected, we would rather stay here.
So please stop yelling, put down your signs,
and pray for those behind enemy lines.
When the conflict is over and all is well,
be thankful that we chose... to go through hell.