Hero Without Medal
HERO WITHOUT MEDAL
Could be you or me
Just an old guy, down and out
Park bench newspaper blanket
Drop a coin in his cup as I pass.
Never was any great hero
Lawyer,actor, statesman, preacher, champion
Had a wife and two kids now grown -
Now all gone - end of the line, end of the trip
Bad luck in his small shop business
Lost everything. Lost everyone.
What was it all about? The hurry
The bustle, the scrimping, the worry?
Could’ve been a drunk, a louche,
A gambler, a no-good-Charlie -
They end up just as easiy on
A park bench, but enjoyed the trip.
His only possession is integrity
He faced the problems head-on
Didn’t win, went down fighting,
That’s called being a hero.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2011
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