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Message-ID: <20020911050156.GJ1287@bokeoa.com> From: core at bokeoa.com (Charles Stevenson) Subject: Off Topic I just thought I'd share a poem with you all. Author is unknown to my knowledge. I found it on the Special Forces team house site a couple years back but I forgot the URL. This one's for my gramps and dad.. and all people who have died for what they believed in, and especially to all those who have died because they got caught in the preverbial crossfire. I hope some day man will realise that killing off everyone who disagrees with you is futile. And shouts to COL Hitchcock my old professor and mentor who originally wrote the phrase "freedom isn't free" for some form or other of the services memorial or something I forget. But that leads me to tangent thoughts about how no one really is the first to coin a phrase or term or idea... but that's a rant for another day. PEACE! =) --oO Freedom Isn't Free Oo-- I watched the flag pass by one day. It fluttered in the breeze A young soldier saluted it, and then He stood at ease. I looked at him in uniform So young, so tall, so proud With hair cut square and eyes alert He'd stand out in any crowd. I thought how many men like him Had fallen through the years. How many died on foreign soil? How many mothers' tears? How many Pilots' planes shot down? How many foxholes were soldiers' graves? No Freedom isn't free I heard the sound of taps one night, When everything was still. I listened to the bugler play And felt a sudden chill. I wondered just how many times That taps had meant "Amen" When a flag had draped a coffin of a brother or a friend. I thought of all the children, Of the mothers and the wives, Of fathers, sons and husbands With interrupted lives. I thought about a graveyard at the bottom of the sea Of unmarked graves in Arlington..... No -- Freedom isn't free!! peace, core -- Charles Stevenson (core) <core@...eoa.com> Lab Assistant, College of Eastern Utah San Juan Campus http://www.bokeoa.com/~core/core.asc -------------- next part -------------- A non-text attachment was scrubbed... Name: not available Type: application/pgp-signature Size: 189 bytes Desc: not available Url : http://lists.grok.org.uk/pipermail/full-disclosure/attachments/20020910/4a4812e7/attachment.bin
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