NO ONE DIED ALONE
In the jungle of my heart,
No one died alone ~
No one died in pain and fear
Thinking of his home.
In the graveyards of my memory
each one has a cross ~
for every one who perished there
I seem to feel the loss.
Every brother, sister
father, son ~
they all belonged to
everyone ~ And in the shadows of the night
when all is dark and calm ~
I say goodnight to all of those
who served in Vietnam.
Christina Sharik 1997
Means: Missing ~
Gone ~ Lost ~
Yellow ribbons 'round the tree -
No matter where you are,
I hope you see -
that You Are Not forgotten
nor will you ever be.
Christina Sharik 2/98
It is the Soldier
"It is the soldier, not the reporter,
Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet,
Who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer,
Who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier,
Who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag,
Who allows the protester to burn the flag."
By Father Denis Edward O'Brien, USMC