Aloha poets,
Tropical canopy shot behind dripping water gives a cool feel,
inspires today. Enjoy!
America's Next Top Medal
"...Ode to Salvatore Giunta"
Walks into an ambush on a moonlit ridge
Single file they went as if a human bridge
Rifle fire machine gun and RPGs explode
Darkness of night, they scramble to load
Instant fire now a new death zone
Soldier runs ahead in courage alone
Horror finds his wounded dragged-off friend
In a moment of need honor just can't pretend
Acceptance of fate against the advice of mother
To pick up a weapon to defend your brother
Why they were there didn't matter so much
Moments of truth offer a personal touch
To run and to shoot at those draggers
With eyes open and a heart like daggers
He followed his fate down a blind dirt trail
To find his friend dragged off as if to hell's jail
To free a friend, to kill a death's door oppressor
From where courage comes is only a guesser
Dusty fire, hell's path to a rock laden ledge
The life of your pride is your only hedge
Barrages of gunfire may occur any minute
In games of rescue who thinks they can win it?
Later in times of quiet and reflection and such
Real heroes never think they did that much
The beauty of it all is always late for the party
Heat of the moment never warns the fool hearty
At the time of the deed no consideration of danger
Only one lonely act now forever deems you ranger
Culture has its way both in comedy and war
Music art and theater is really what we fight for
The urge of friendship rises at what ever the cost
To receive a medal alive when other lives were lost
It's cultural awareness that presents the medal of honor
While natural selection, diversity are still forces to ponder
The marriage of courage and bravery now pins a new name
Salvatore Giunta, yes, your friend would have done the same
copyright 9.12.10
patrick d.adams
all rights reserved
Great Poetry. Very Nice
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