Prisoner of War
Prisoner of war,
with brothers not found,
to your servitude
we are forever bound.
Your strength we admire,
for it is not abound
in the men and women
at home safe and sound.
We may never learn
what happened that day,
but for all it is worth,
we know the price you paid.
Lives lost forever
in our minds embossed,
because what you sacrificed,
saved our children the cost.
Prisoner of war,
with sisters no more,
the children of America
thank God for the burden you bore.
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