Mankind

Why is it that you cannot cry?
Why can you not feel the sorrow of
a nation full of pain and heartache?
The pain felt when a loved one is lost?
Is your heart closed and full of ice?
Explain this to me please.
I must know what makes you think
you are a lesser man if you cry.
Are you afraid that other
men will see you as weak?

I ask you today to weep for our children who
are lost in the struggle overseas.

Fear can drive men to do many things,
From lowly peasants to golden kings,
Wars are won and lost in the games we play,
Fields littered with children, never again to see a new day,
I know the game must be played to its end,
Hoping beyond hope it will impend,
Our men and women fighting for freedom,
For a country assailed under a tyrant's thumb.

I pray for each of you out in the hot sand,
Open your hearts to accept God's greater plan,
As you march upon a broken down city,
We do not wish to bind you with strife or pity,
Know that your country is with you as you go,
To confront a madman that is not so apropos,
Just remember when it is done and you have slept,
A nation stood with you and we have wept.

God bless all our children today and everyday.

March 23, 2003