Sacrifice is sorely what you are
Lives at stakes, in danger every time
Enemies all around ready to fight
To maimed, to behead, to take your life
Bravery, courage and faith in God
In your pocket is what resides
Families at home with broken hearts
Anxious unhappy but totally proud
Is it worth the sweat, the bitter tears
Of sleepless nights when trouble nears
Of broken bones and both lost limbs
Of dying comrades in your care
My country, my land, my love
To you my life forever I trust
To serve, to give and to sacrifice
Like Jesus did on that cross for us
So sad is the plight of these fighters
Salary too small for all what matters
What then could be done to treat them
Like heroes nailed on the cross for their brethren
Gone are their spirits, died in horrible ways
Prayers and pity are not enough to appease
To heal the hurt, to tranquilize, to patch
To overcome the pain, to beat this grief so vast...
My husband was once a soldier, so this poem strikes a chord... His b-day will be in a few days :) The person who's always there for his family comes rain or shine. We're blessed esp. Michael :)
