The Civilian Contractor
I'm a civilian contractor, not a soldier. You see, that's the only difference between you and me. Like you, I volunteered and like you, I have some fear. I go with you standing tall and praying we don't fall. You carry weapons of all shapes and sizes and I carry the hope of avoiding our demise. You've done well, you scored one today and they tell me your medals are on the way. I get no medals, promotions or awards. Doesn't matter, I must go forward. Newsweek and Time write about you often, the contractor mostly forgotten.
You tell you story, your loved ones can hear. I have been cautioned to keep quiet my job to fear. No one knows us, we're just there, hurting bleeding and dying. Doesn't matter, we're just contractors.
~Written by Herb Wall~
Let's not forget - our contractors are heroes also. They have loved ones at home waiting for their return. They have wives who love them and children who look up to them. God bless them all - they are doing a great job.
~Written by Renee Taylor~ |
