A Soldier’s Poem Honoring Heroes Who Made Ultimate Sacrifice
This past Memorial Day I attended a deployment ceremony at the Niagara Falls Air Base. I was invited by my friend Vince who was heading to Afghanistan with the 107th Air Wing. A few minutes before he headed to the tarmac to board the C130, he came up to me and handed me a piece of paper with a poem he wrote while serving in Iraq. To be honest I read the first few lines and then stuffed it in my pocket. Today I remembered I had it and handed it to a co-worker to read. After a few moments she looked up with tears in her eyes and that’s when I thought maybe I ought to read the rest of it.
|It’s the middle of the night, and the phone rings again.
I wipe the sleep from my eyes thinking when will it end?I know what it’s for, the voice tells me it’s soon.
I open my door to get air, and I can see the moon.Start putting my uniform on, and as I tighten my belt
Words can’t explain, the feeling I felt.
As I walk through tent city, with my boots laced tight
I get to the fire station, most everyone is there
I make my way to the chaplain, everyone knows the drill
Everyone forms up, in two columns or more.
I start giving commands, and they come from my gut
With a forward march, we head to the plane very slow
When the first hand reaches the handle, the colonel gives the command
I stand my tallest, shoulders straight and chin high
We all gather in prayer, the chaplain gives the cross sign
With a final salute, after the chaplain’s Amen
Written by Sgt Vincent K.