Welcome Home

Hey man it’s been a hell of a long time,

I haven’t seen you since I tripped that mine.

They got me out real fast; I was hurt pretty bad,

It’s a bitch that we always remember the sad.

Every once in a while one of the old gang will make it by,

Some look, others talk and a few just cry.

Sooner or later I’ll see them all,

Like you my friend they answered the call.

As you look toward me I see your tears,

You have held the hurt inside for all these years.

We just did our job; there was no need for shame,

So let it go there is no need for blame.

We were not all heroes, we did our part,

We served our country with all our heart.

We fought a war we weren’t allowed to win,

Our treatment back home was truly a sin.

I’ll always be here; I’ve no reason to leave,

So go on with your life, no longer grieve.

One by one we will welcome you all home.

From our eternal existence in this black marbled stone.

Michael D. Monfrooe