Twenty One Guns
                                             By: Lawrence W Langman (C)

                                                 Upon this ground
                                                 I laid your head.
                                                 A battle fought
                                                 a soul has bled.

                                                 Those dire days
                                                 of anger's sates.
                                                 An inner fight as
                                                 faith deflates.

                                                 You've given all
                                                 so we'll stay free.
                                                 One hero with heart
                                                 worn on his sleeve.

                                                 Dancing with angels
                                                 reporting for duty.
                                                 Refusing defeat
                                                 guided by beauty.

                                                 Promoted to serve
                                                 with honor & pride.
                                                 Below they bestow
                                                 medals applied.

                                                 All heads now bow
                                                 eyes full of tears.
                                                 His baton now passes
                                                 awaiting new frontiers.

                                                 As he traverses beyond
                                                 those golden gates.
                                                 His ends are tied
                                                 by string of the fates.