As our Commander in Chief contemplates whether to substitute his own judgment for the advice of the General he appointed to shake up a troubled war effort in Afghanistan, our soldiers are dying.
As our President considers his options in the eighth meeting with his war council this afternoon, our soldiers are dying.
As Time magazine reports that “secondary trauma” may have driven Major Nidal Malik Hasan to massacre 13 US soldiers at Fort Hood, our soldiers are dying.
As the politically correct turn a blind eye to inadequate diligence and communication as to Major Hasan’s actions and words, clear signals of a problem brewing, our soldiers are dying.
As the liberal media refuses to identify radical Islamic fanaticism as a motivating force behind the Fort Hood shootings, our soldiers are dying.
As we try to find new, more comfortable words to describe the war on terror, our soldiers are dying.
During deployment, our heroic soldiers and their families live in constant fear for their lives, fear of an enemy unlike any other this country has ever faced; an enemy that will gladly sacrifice civilians, women and children, with no remorse, in order to further their cause and kill the infidels. The least we can do is provide them with a sense of direction and purpose, with the comfort that there is a plan, that their Commander in Chief is decisive and resolute. The least we can do is provide them with assurance that when they are home, on our own soil and in the confines of their own base, they will indeed be safe and that we will not allow a misguided sense of all things politically correct to prevent us from ensuring that safety. On this Veteran’s Day, indeed, every day, that’s the least we can do.
Two Simple Words (a poem)
by Jennifer D. Moore (with further credit to Kelli for providing)
Have you thanked a soldier lately
For everything they’ve done?
For all their work and sacrifice;
For battles lost or won?
Have you ever passed a moment in quiet solitude?
Thinking of a way to show support and gratitude?
What about two simple words?
Remember those that came before us,
and those that stand with us today,
And to those whose time is not yet here,
I have two words to say –
You have the Heart to stand and fight.
The Soul to stand for what is right.
You stand for Freedom, day and night.
For all this and more –
Two simple words you may not hear enough
When the good is hard to see, or the battle is getting rough.
Although your heart may break, yet and still you remain tough.
For all that and more –
And though I might not know your name,
We’re Red, White and Blue… family the same.
You serve our country willingly, protect freedom without fail.
Compared your brave actions, these words may seem a little pale.
But still… for everything you are, and everything you do
I’d like to say two simple words –