Cry for the Soldiers | The American Legion

Submitted by: Michael Vinci

Category: Poetry

Cry for the Soldiers

Cry for the soldiers, they stand there in silence
They need to escape, from all of the violence

All kept inside them and still to this day
Things that they witnessed, just won’t go away

They still hold vigil and prep for the fight
Awaiting the demons that come in the night

Noises like enemies, won’t leave them alone
And faces of brothers, who never came home

Over and over they feel of frustration
They are being ignored, by us all, as a nation

So cry for the soldiers and know they still bleed
Let’s give them the help, and care that they need

About the author:

I was born in 1952 into a close knit Italian family. Sundays and holidays were all about family and we made the rounds to both sides, visiting relatives, like a ritual. Dad was strict but both he and mom spoiled both my sister and me. We grew up in western New York in a lovely little village named LeRoy, whose claim to fame is the birth place of Jell-0. We spent summers on grandpa's little 12 acre farm in Attica, NY and back home playing in the creek by our house near the railroad tracks on the "Jersey Side" part of town. My childhood spanned the 50s and 60s, a great time to be a kid. I married young to my wife Brenda and life was good until mom died of cancer in 1979. Life as I knew it would never be the same. Dad suffered the same fate and followed her 10 years later. As of today we have two daughters, both married and 4 granddaughters. My world now revolves around them. I took up poetry as a way to preserve my thoughts, memories and observations on life, for my family and friends, present and future.