Camo-Clad Angels: A Poem for Soldiers
Lest terrors and evils eclipse freedom’s sun
Our camo-clad angels wield missile and gun.
Their plowshares they beat into death-dealing swords
To battle for peace ‘gainst tyrannical lords.
The blood in their veins pulses red, white, and blue,
And shed it they will, for their country, for you.
So hallow the memory and honor the name
Of all those who fight to keep freedom aflame.