Unchain My heart 

One day chains that bind shall rust
And all men will be set free
pitted steel stained with blood
will be all that's left to see

Time will pass as time always does
and the forgotten will not matter any more
Lost, brothers that time forgot
deemed an acceptable loss of war

POW and MIA,  
random letters now obsolete,
Just like these battered chains
Which bound bleeding hands and feet

Once we said with stern resolve
" Bring them home or send us back "
but the flags we flew and the bright hopes we had
have now faded to shades of black

These chains could not be broken
Nor could the will of these brave men
I believe, They stood upon broken limbs
Loving America, their family and friends

These chains now hang in silent rooms
perhaps never to be found
and the damp dark, shadows of yesterday
have muffled torture's sounds

God help them and, God forgive us
If we have failed to remember freedoms cost
As these chains, our hearts should be broken
for these men and for their loved ones lost...
 
By Richard Preston  3 / 17/ 2001