The poetry of Beto Ochoa, Prose from a spiritual warrior


The Poetry Of Beto Ochoa~ Prose from a spiritual warrior

Friday, November 11, 2011

The Veteran

For every hero on the stage
On parade or in the grave
With medals pinned and glory flags unfurled

The humble serviceman by scores
Packs the caissons, Guards the doors
Sails sea and sky across the troubled world

Comrades in arms who heard the call
And stepped across that line for all
Knowing well that fate might call their name

They crossed that sword mark in the dust
For freedoms sake and God they trust
And did it not for fortunes gold or fame

So on Remembrance Day give thanks
To veterans past and current ranks
And Praise Eternal God that they were there

Oh quiet heroes, every one
Without your hand, naught would be won
Pray our acclaim, the purest badge you wear


joyce matula welch said...

My favorite lines are:

Oh quiet heroes, everyone
Without your hand, naught would be won

Very well put. Thanks for sharing!

Lil' Miss Sunshine said...

What an amazing poem! Thank you for writing it, it is empowering and heart-touching.I am not a veteran but I know many current and soon-to-be veterans.

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