The Disabled Vet
THE DISABLED VET
Many wars have come and gone
These wars took men away from home
Some of them did not return
But the memory of them will always burn
Deep within this country's heart
These valiant men became a part
Of what secured this nation's might
That we may rest at ease each night
But what of those who did come back
Maimed, disfigured, and not intact
Perhaps a leg or arm is gone
Perhaps an eye or twisted bone
What can we do for this special vet
We want to help some way, but yet
We find it hard just what to do
To show him we know what he went through
Try to imagine how he must feel
The pain and suffering will never heal
It might have happened on the march to Bataan
At the Battle of the Bulge, or Vietnam
No matter where it all took place
For the rest of his life, he'll have to face
The disability that you can see
Which he sustained for you and me
So when you see one such as this
Don't turn away and pretend to miss
The look on his face you should have met
Take time to notice the Disabled Vet
14 February 1995
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