Memorial Day Poem: A Soldier Returns Home

Enemy captures one of our own,
family wondering if he will make it back home.
Left in darkness cold and all alone,
not a meal in sight to feed his skeleton bones.
Sacrificing his life for strangers he don't even know,
had to leave his family all alone.

Fighting for our country so we can be free,
when all along he's being tortured in a place unknown.
Face is cut, bruised and scarred,
from the hands of his enemies who are now in charge.
Sounds in the distance of grenades and bombs,
he kneels down to pray,
" lord help us win this war so I can hug my wife and children."

Never knowing when it's day or night,
left in a dark cement room with no sun light.
The door opens his enemy steps in only to beat him once again.
Hiding in the corner in a fetal position,
taking another beating for the country in which he lives in.
Enemy leaves the cold dark room leaving the soldier bruised and confused.
Wanting to end his life to spare anymore pain,
then he starts to think about his family once again.
He was born an American he knows not to give up.

Hearing fighter jets flying over head
hoping his comrades are coming to spare his life.
He hears footsteps in the distance, he tries to stand up,
the beatings that he has endured has left him unable to fight.
Footsteps turn into gun fire, then a moment of silence.
The door opens, his comrades lift him up and take him into the night.


From soldier to POW a second chance at life.
Receives his medals and is returned to his wife.
A husband, a father, an American hero.