Memorial Day 1999

Their names are read, one by one
Some were fathers, all were sons.
One father bravely led his men...
But, would never see his kids again.
His daughter searched for many years
to fill the void which held her tears.
The big brother who'd give a black eye
to anyone who made his sister cry.
His strength now hers; yet, she can't forget
the promise made that was not kept.
Please listen as they read their names...
Remember war is not a game.
When it's over, no one wins....
In God's eye, is it still a sin?


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