Today, as we do every Memorial Day, Alfredo and I put out our flag in honor of those who died serving under it. This poem is in their honor.
Ours, They Died— by David Perry
And so they diedin life someone’s sonhusband lover brother friend Fighting forsomeone’s life in distant lands or just next doorin life someone’sdaughter wife lover sister friend Fighting forsomeone’s life in— our name —for fighting in life someone’slife infighting in— our name —will end.
And so they died in life someone’s soldiers — ours —
Let grateful bugleswail in eternal taps to known and unknown graves.