Semper Fi Poem by John F. McCullagh

Semper Fi

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(Note: This poem is a fictional re-imagining of the poem 'Mother' written by Padraig Pearse the night before his execution in 1916.
It has a changed point of view and had been moved to Afghanistan,2009. I apologize to all who misconstrued this to be about the death of a specific marine lance corporal)

This loss is very hard upon his mother:
To endure first his birth and then his death.
The time between -scarcely a generation
But in that short span of time he proved his worth.

They are too few, the proud who wear the emblem,
And fight our countries battles in our stead.
Where they found him, his position was surrounded
By the bleeding bodies of Jihadist dead.

Enroll his name among our Countries’ heroes
Remember him for all of time to come,
But put away the medal they awarded-
I need no medal to recall my son.

My brave strong son who first fought in Fallujah,
and battled militants in Kandahar.
He joined the fallen as his tour was ending
Now all that we have left is a gold star.

But in the long nights that are surely coming
I will speak his name within my heart.
I will take certain comfort in the knowledge
That our son was faithful and he fought.

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