Poem -

The Patriot

The Patriot

You died
today
A fallen
Hero

Yet I do
not see
tributes
flooding
the cosmo
pages
for you

It is sad
really................

Whenever
a Famous SInger
dies
all you
see on the internet
is how the singer
influenced 
culture

You did so much more
you served
your
country
and became
a Prisoner Of War

You endured
So much Pain
In order
that we as a Nation
could live
a life of Freedom

Today
I cannot
fathom  of anything
more important
than
to
write
about
YOU

Senator McCain
You will never
be forgotten
Though at
times
we disagreed
on issues
concerning
how our
country should
be ran
What was never
in doubt 
was the
good intentions
You had for your
fellow man

You are the very
definition
of what it
means to be 
a Patriot.

Rest In Peace
and Thank You
For your
Service

 

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Greg Etsell

I wrote one yesterday not knowing he was going to die last night

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author
YourJoe

We tend to make hero's out of popular people instead of those who sacrifice for our country. Rest easy

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Larry Ran

My Dear Greg,

At last, a common bond.  A man that we both agree, was a Great Patriotic American.  Your tribute to him is beautiful.
I just found out about his passing late last night, and will be posting my tribute to him tomorrow morning.

Peace and Love,
Larry xxx

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