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<\/a><\/p>\nThe Old And The Glory
\nBy A-Rhodi<\/p>\n
There he is again sitting alone
\nAt the freeway off-ramp,
\nHe has no legs, just a wheelchair,
\nHe holds up a cardboard sign
\nThat states he\u2019s a Vietnam Vet,
\nThough homeless,
\nHe is proud that he has served,
\nFor he almost gave it all,
\nAs any true soldier would<\/p>\n
His sign says he needs money and food,
\nHis bedroll tells me he\u2019s found shelter,
\nI pull my car over to talk to him,
\nI\u2019d like to know more about what he\u2019s after
\nAs I approach him he doesn\u2019t say much,
\nI shake his hand
\nAnd hand him 40 bucks
\nAnd sit along the roadside too
\nIt seemed such an odd thing to do<\/p>\n
I notice \u201cOld Glory\u201d proudly displayed
\nTightly fastened to the back of his wheelchair
\nIn this early light of day
\n\u201cOld glory\u201d begins to wave
\n\u201cOf all the places, why here?\u201d I ask him,
\n\u201cTell me your story. Why do you sit here
\nOn such a beautiful morning?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me with tired eyes,
\nHe scratched at his grey beard
\nAnd hunched up his shoulders
\n\u201cSon,\u201d so he began,
\n\u201cMemorial Day
\nIs just 2 weeks a way,
\nAnd I have a bus to catch.
\nYou see the Greyhound calls to me,
\nIt\u2019s going to take me to Washington D.C.
\nFor what was once lost is now found
\nAnd there upon some hallowed ground
\nThere\u2019s a name placed
\nUpon a wall
\nA name I knew well and do recall
\nA name that belonged to one
\nOf this nation\u2019s missing sons
\nA name many thought was lost
\nBut now I hear paid the ultimate cost
\nAnd I want to show my respect,
\nIt will be me and some other Vets
\nMeeting up there to show
\nThe memories we can\u2019t let go<\/p>\n
For you see we fought through
\nThe horrors of Vietnam,
\nThrough the Jungle swamps,
\nAnd the Napalm
\nWe made it past tunnels
\nAnd over the ridge
\nWe made it back home
\nWhen many never did
\nAnd though many years have past
\nFilled with regrets and shadows cast
\nJust like our tour when duty calles
\nWe stand together and we stand tall
\nWhen another bother\u2019s name is
\nFound up on the wall.\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook his hand and walk away
\nAnd sat back inside my car
\nI pulled back on the road
\nBut didn\u2019t go very far
\nWhen I glanced back in my mirror
\nHe seemed taller in his chair
\nAnd \u201cOld Glory\u201d waved in the air
\n~<\/p>\n
On this Memorial Day, remember all the fallen soldiers, men and women, who gave up their lives for our freedom.
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