Pearl Harbor
I think of those who died for me,
Who gave their lives for liberty,
Whose graves are found on distant shores
Their young lives lost in freedom's wars.
I feel the loss of those cut down -
The gloom and tears in some small town
When fearful word of snuffed-out lives
Dashed the hopes and dreams of wives.
I see their ghosts . . . I hear their call,
Grim spirits pained but standing tall,
"Remember us - we died for you,
Make sure our land stays just and true."
By Marty Lewinter
