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.