By A. Lawrence Vaincourt
He was getting old and paunchy, and his hair was falling fast
As he sat around the legion telling stories of the past.
Of a war he had fought and the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies; they were heroes, every one.
And though sometimes to his neighbors, his tales became a joke.
All his buddies listened, they knew whereof he spoke.
But we'll hear his tales no longer, for old Bob has passed away.
And the world's a little poorer, for a soldier died today.
No he won't be mourned by many, just his children and his wife, for he lived a very ordinary, quiet sort of life.
He held a job and raised a family, going quietly on his way
and the world won't know his passing, "tho a soldier died today."
When politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state while thousands mourn their passing, and proclaim that they were great.
Papers tell of their life stories from the time that they were young,
But the passing of the soldier goes unnoticed and unsung.
Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land some jerk who breaks his promises and cons his fellow man?
Or the ordinary fellow who in times of war and strife
Goes off to serve his country and offer up his life?
The politician's stipend and the style in which he lives, are sometimes disproportionate to the services he gives.
While the ordinary soldier, who offered up his all, is paid off with a medal and a pension very small.
It is easy to forget them for it was so long ago that our Bob's and Jim's and Johnny's went to battle, but we know it was not the politicians with their compromise and ploys, who won for us the freedoms that our country now enjoys.
Should you find yourself in danger with your enemies at hand would you really want some cop-out with his ever waffling stand?
Or would you want a soldier who has sworn to defend his home, his kin, his country and would fight until the end?
He was just a common soldier and his ranks are growing thin, but his presence should remind us, we may need his likes again.
For when countries are in conflict, then we find the soldier's part is to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start.
If we cannot do him honor while he's here to hear the praise, then at least let's pay him homage at the ending of his days.
Perhaps a simple headline in the paper that might say:
"Our country is in mourning, for a soldier died today"