They Died So Young
by Robert L. Hinshaw

Old men steer world affairs and tend to dream and scheme,
   While young men carry out their follies, forefeiting life supreme.
Brave Americans have died on The Altar of Honor worldwide;
   They died so very young, alas, all too young they died.

Courageous men stormed the beaches of far Pacific strands;
   Heroes all, some spilled sacred blood staining pristine sands.
"Semper Fi!  For Freedom's Sake!  Press On!", they cried;
   They died so very young, alas, all too young they died.

Valiant men stormed Normandy's shore at horrifying expense,
   To set peoples free from tyranny, they took a noble stance.
For the cause of liberty, they would not be denied;
   They died so very young, alas, all too young they died.

Bold men struggled for Heartbreak Ridge, its summit to attain;
   On that barren waste, Korean soil was imbued with crimson stain.
They rest 'neath sacred ground, ne'er to hear their praises sung;
   They died so very young, alas, all too young they died.

In the jungles of Viet Nam and yet today in desert zone,
   Stalwart patriots died placing national fate above their own.
In every conflict, soldiers served with gallantry and pride,
   Yet, too many died so very young, alas, all too young they died.


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Copyright © 2006 - Robert L. Hinshaw
Published: 7/17/08   ·  Author's Page   ·  Next Poem