Came upon an Indian layin'
Dakota fields of terror
Slowly I came to thee
Wounded Knee Massacre
Smoldering flintlock by his side
Pale face graced with a half smile
Eyes of blue stare into space
His feathered headband lay from his head
Dusty clothes from ridin' far from home
What to make of this Indian
Does not move he lays dead
On that Dakota field amen
Came upon a young military man
Layin' in Gettysburg grassy field
Slowly I came to thee
Smoldering musket by his side
Wrinkled love letter in his hand
His eyes glared unto mine
Asking for help I could not give
His blue uniform stained with blood
What to make this young military man
Does not move he lays dead
In the grassy fields of Gettysburg
Came upon a medical officer
Layin' in a muddy trench Somme, France
Slowly I came to thee
Blood soaked tourniquet by his side
Medical pack in disarray
Helpless body that gave so much
What to make of this giving soul
Does not move he lays dead
"The war to end all wars"
Came upon a Marine gunner
Layin' on a burning beach Iwo Jima
Slowly I came to thee
Bullet riddled sage green kaki uniform
First strike ration pack by his side
A marred love letter from his wife
What to make of this gallant marine
Does not move as he lays dead
Together buddies on beach of Iwo Jima
Came upon an officer brat
Layin' upon a rocky ledge in Korea
Slowly I came to thee
Smoldering carbine by his side
A book of Dickerson poems in his hand
Eyes were closed not to see my face
His brown Khaki stained with his blood
No more able to command
What to make of this Officer
Does not move he lays dead
On a rocky ledge in Korea
Came upon a African-American man
Layin' in the fields of Vietnam
Slowly I came to thee
Smoldering M16 by his side
A pack of Lucky Strikes in his hand
Glassy teary eyes look away
A hero deservedly a Purple Heart
What to make of this African-American man
Does not move he lays dead
In a rice paddy filed in Vietnam
Came upon a Army Corp nurse
Layin' in the hot desert sand of Iraq
Slowly I came to thee
Smoldering M9 pistol by her side
Medical manual in her hand
Her beautiful brown eyes yearn for life
Hair so fine lay around her head
What to make of this Army Corp nurse
Does not move she lays dead
In a hot desert field in Iraq
Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marine
Coast Guard, Merchant Marines
Men and women persons of love
From wars of past and to come
I pray you will not forget
Families lost their loved ones
Loved souls loss for our freedom
How many more times will I come to thee?
Layin' in wartime fields crying out
To see these heroic humans
Rising beyond wispy white clouds
To heaven in peace
Damn
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