The Soldier We All Need

There is a difference between what is wrong and what is right. 
World War Two was fought by men and women who were prepared
to die for our way of life.

These people lived in a world that we at best can try to understand.
They stared into the eyes of death and died fighting evil to defend 
the hopes, beliefs and the children of this land.

I see a man who lived in a world I did not know. Though relatives of 
mine were there with him defending all we know. Their stories always 
recalled with a solemn painful sorrow. Not a hint of hatred or racism,
just not prepared to let evil overthrow.

The life this man has seen. Stood up to fight one of histories most 
evil regimes. The people he will have seen and known, some of those 
smiles never came back home. Now he walks for charity. Raises millions
for the health service of this country. I can not find the words to state 
my pride for his selfless dignity.

This man is everything right about this country. Though some would 
use the spirit of his memory to forward their own philosophy. Can you see 
the wrong and right without staring too intently? The real hero who fought 
for our country being a soldier for the health service we all need. 

Or is it just me?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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