The Rolling Wheels Thunder
The Roar of the Thunder
You do not see the bikes for the roar
As they roll thundering down the interstate
Proclaiming a life once lived and changes sought
Demonstrating the era of wars fought
In a nation divided over peace and war issues
Family, veterans, advocates and friends gather
To celebrate the Heros and pay tribute to the Fallen
The roar of their bikes like bombs approaching
Only this instance, we don’t run to hide
But stand in unity with them
I squint to look in the horizon
From my vantage roadside view
In anticipation to see the roll of the roar from the distance
I tear up as I see bikes sweep past me
The tears roll down as I wave and give salute
To such brave men who held us high
I look around and see others wave or cheer
With hands, with flags, with smiles and claps
I scan the crowd and see I am not alone as I weep
For some have lost loved ones
Others just to give support with the pride
Of being one with a country
In search of peace and unity
I get goose pimpled when some wave back at me
Blow their horns in acknowledgement of what all this stands for
Even give hi fives while they roll on in a burst of thunder
With loved ones riding as passengers with them
All they ask for is support for the millions out there
Some unable to attend due to related health issues
What do we give back to such brave men and women?
Most now with scars unhealable and even unseen
Scars which have taken away their own freedom
A freedom they exchanged to give freedom to all
Do we just let them roll on and thunder down the line
Or we can make the change they need to keep them included
Keep them recognized and assisted
To live better life-styles
Long live my country men. God Bless.
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