John Borg

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A SOLDIER DIED TODAY
                    
He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had
done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.

And 'tho sometimes to his
neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew whereof he
spoke.

But we'll hear his tales no
longer,
For ol' Bob has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer
For a soldier died today.

He won't be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a
family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won't note his
passing,
'tho a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this
earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While Thousands note their
passing,
And proclaim that they were
great.

Papers tell of their life stories
From the time that they were
young,
But the passing of a soldier
Goes unnoticed, and unsung,

Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land
Some jerk who breaks his
promise
And cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?

The politician's stipend
And the style in which he lives,
And often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.

While the ordinary soldier,
Who offers up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.

It is so easy to forget them,
For it is so many times,
That our Bobs and Jims
Went to battle, but we still pine.

It was not the politicians,
With their compromise and
ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in
danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some
cop-out,
With his ever waffling stands,

Or would you want a Soldier,
His home, his Country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier,
Who would until the end?

He was just a common Soldier,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind
us
We may need his like again.

For when Countries are in
conflict,
We find the Soldier part
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.