Men and women died for those who hoard the wealth.
And that is why this weekend, we celebrate their death.
Eat your hotdogs, hamburgers, steak and baked beans
And pretend that you don’t know what war really means.
Display the stars and stripes and lay a wreath on a grave.
Our soldiers fought the enemy, oh they were so brave.
They sacrificed their lives for the freedoms we enjoy.
The enemy just won’t die, there’s always someone to destroy.
We celebrate the dead who need not have died.
We gorge ourselves on hate, intolerance and pride.
If the dead could speak to us, we’d not celebrate this day.
They’d question why a death in vain deserves a holiday.
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland
Soldiers, keep fighting the wars started by the rich. Maybe one day, they’ll hand you more than $20,000 a year, food stamps and a flag to drape over your coffin. Yes, keep fighting and keep hoping for more and meanwhile, we’ll celebrate your sacrifice on Memorial Day. We’ll eat a hotdog in anticipation of ‘in loving memory’ of you because it’s only a matter of time before you’re in a flag draped box.