I Hear the Drum Rolls Beating

I Hear the Drum Rolls Beating
By: Christopher S. Cascaden

I hear the drum rolls beating
And of men marching
I am a soldier of the past
My brothers being carried
I hear the lord calling down below

I understand the beating boots
My heart lifts into the sky
I hear the bang of seven saluting shots
And the cries of comrades gone
I lay my hand upon the casket

I feel my heart hit the sky
     but be handed back to me
I hear the drum rolls of my lord
     calling down to me
I understand the light given by those
      who fought and died for me
I see greatness in their deeds
I feel their boots hit the ground
      once again in heaven.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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November 23, 2008 at 2:41 PM
Thank you for the wonderful comments, it makes me feel great inside!
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November 23, 2008 at 12:51 PM
Nice tribute to those whom have sacrificed so much for their country. Love the last sentence. Blessings to you for sharing your thoughts with us. Welcome to Poetry Soup! I hope you enjoy your time spent with us. Best wishes with your writing. Karen
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November 21, 2008 at 11:22 AM
Welcome to the Soup! A magnificent piece, so well constructed and expressed... strong imagery and content. Best wishes, Keith
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