We’re out of soul
And other things, too
When the most important thing
We carry
Is BBQ sauce, a TV remote,
Tickets to a Giants game.
On Memorial Day, who complains
Because the meat’s too done
Or the traffic slows
Or the store lacks his favorite
Such or so?
When what
Is lost is so much more
Than a troop or two
Or a thousand souls.
Families last when memories
Do,
So will soldiers live
Anew.
When people adopt
The attitude
Of humble kindness
And selfless gratitude,
Let’s honor truly, eh?