Boom…Boom…Boom.
Here lies wreck, havoc and doom.
Through it all, he held his gait,
and kept on his path straight.
To heaven or to hell is where it led,
fading from this earth, he bled.
I shed a tear when I think of that night,
crying for his great courage and might.
I hope this land never sees sorrow or rain,
yet, I pray you never forget his pain.
Him and his like, for whom did they fight?
If not for you and me, then some unseen plight.
Out of the ashes rises their bravery,
Out of the ashes rises their deeds.
Out of the ashes rises their stories,
And out of the ashes, rises our freedom.
*RIP to all those who died in defending their country.