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  237.     

soldier hero

Soldier Hero

They are so proud of their son, the war hero,
and now they were given the highest accolade,
a soldier can receive, from a grateful nation.
In the great hall they met generals who said
it was an honour to meet the parents of a hero,
they had brought up a fine son, (a post mortem
medals are gentle plaster on the ulcer of grief.)
Music and pink flowers, chocolate cake and
tea; the nation’s president shed blameless and
manly tears, his lachrymose display for us to
admire; pity the hero wasn’t there. Time to go
as low paid cleaners came, ate the remains of
the cake, drank lukewarm tea, and idly spoke
about the weather and the high prices of gas.
 
jan oskar hansen

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  238.     

My Heroes Or Heroines

My heroes or heroines aggression they never do show
For their acts of kindness them we only know
For to help others out they go out of their way
They are the unsung of the World of today
My heroes or heroines not legends of sports or football
The champions of unselfishness are those i most love to recall
They work for the poor in poor lands far away
The unsung heroes or heroines of the World of today
One of my unsung heroines she lives next door
For the poor of the Locality she has done more
Than anyone i know of she is kind of heart
Selfishness in her life does not play any part
My true heroes or heroines are caring and kind
And better than them one could not wish to find.
 
Francis Duggan

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  239.     

I Sing Not

I sing not of the celebrated I sing of the unsung
And I sing not of the legends in the days when I was young
I sing of the quiet achievers my toasting glass to them I raise
Of every unsung hero or heroine I'll gladly sing their praise
I sing not of the billionaire or the very wealthy few
Many do sing their praises so tell us something new
Your heroes and heroines are celebrities and that does suit me fine
But you can have your heroes though your heroes are not mine,
I sing not of the people we read about and hear of every day
I leave others to sing their praises and their admiration to them to pay
I sing of the humanitarians who to help others go out of their way
For their unselfishness they deserve more recognition that would be fair to say
Than singing of the praises of the legends old and young
I would far prefer to sing of the honourable unsung.
 
Francis Duggan

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  240.     

False Heroes

When false heroes die
I don’t mean physically, I don’t mean literally
I mean emotionally
I don’t mean in the ground dead
Or a dimension over my head
I mean gone from the heart dead
They float out to an angry sea
Leaving us to drown endlessly
They get lost in a swirling storm
Confusion is our true form

When false heroes die
They don’t need an alibi
Just one more lie
They drift under the radar
Leaving behind an unveiling scar
The reflection they left in the mirror
Is the one we most fear
Because it’s the one we most believe
Never thinking it would vanish and leave
Be careful who you chose to admire
Avoid getting too close to the fire
It’s easy to get blinded by the light
Their made up star shining too bright
As they hide behind their false bravado
Pretending to be some kind of desperado

When false heroes die
They get buried like you and I
There’s no need to cry
Nothing has gone awry
Look past the glamour and glow
See that they must always put on a show
So when false heroes die
Best thing to do is just turn a blind eye
 
Alfred Ramos

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