Where Have All Of The Lions Gone?

Where Have All Of The Lions Gone?


Where have all of the lions gone
that have stood watch over our
great nation's shores?
When did they leave our arms
to stand and fight on foreign ground,
to bear the brand of soldier
and carry with them the burdens of man?

What fears must they face to
stand their ground in courage
and meet their own mortality
in order to defend their family's freedoms?
What frightful images must they endure
of the atrocities they encounter in war,
when the time of setting pain aside is over
and the fighting is done?

How many friends and commrades
will they mourn when they return home
to a world that is now strangely
foreign to them?
Who will offer solace
when their pain is inconsolable?

Who will tend the wounds of those
who fought for freedom's cry,
when the physical injuries have healed
and what remains, the hidden scars,
lay beneath the skin within
the human heart,
festering and unseen?

Who will calm the lions roar,
as tears stream down their faces,
and who will meet the raging currents
which flow from the sorrows of war?



Author's Notes: War takes its toll on everyone, including the people at home, the conquered peoples, and the soldiers asked to follow orders without question. Who will be there when they return home, from a tour in hell? This is written to honor those who fight and those who care for the victims of war in the aftermath of battle, wives, nurses, doctors, mothers, fathers, etc. Blessings walk with you on your rocky path.