Today we remember all of the men and women who gave their lives in defense of this nation. More than 3400 American troops have died in the Iraq War, more than 100 just this month. We remember them, and the tens of thousands of wounded military personnel, and their families.
Below is an excerpt from the poem “For the Fallen” written by English Poet Laurence Binyan in 1914 in the early days of World War I, “The War to End All Wars”…
Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.