WITHOUT CEREMONY
We send them out to risk their lives
And then, when they give their all
We hear their names on the news
Without Ceremony, and that's all.

Each should have an Honor Guard
That's shown, for the World to see
That we pay homage to all those
Who died for all our Liberty.

Each, should have their own caisson
Rolling slowly, down each street
To make us, always remember
Who our enemies, did meet.

But, nowadays it seems
That all the Powers that be
Want them to return unnoticed
And, Without Ceremony.

"It's too hard for the Loved Ones."
If, we Honor, their Remains
They say, "Out of sight and mind."
Will help ease all the pains.

But our Government, (and us)
Who let them come home unseen
And, Without Ceremony
Are doing something that's obscene.

We have Celebrations
When the rest of them return
But, it's the Dead and Wounded
Who could teach us, if, we'd learn.
 

©Copyright February 22, 2004 by Del "Abe" Jones