The soldier stood tall,
awaiting his Medal of Honor:
Feared not what came before him.
He’s relieving what he’s since been through.
Faced daily battlefield and gunfire
He’s unearthed by every subtle sound.
Focused on the brutal reality
He’s living on American streets.
Fought to defend our America freedom,
He’s stripped of his American Dream.
Forgotten of his Valiantly,
He’s begging for something to eat.
He’s a Veteran, an American Hero.
Homeless in the form of “Thanks.”
Author of My Namastè 365 Online