TWO THOUSAND AND COUNTING - Del “Abe” Jones

TWO THOUSAND AND COUNTING Two thousand of our Finest Lost And no matter how you Feel If this War is wrong or right? All those Losses are too Real. Every State in our Union Has Lost at least one Soul And most of our Possessions Has added some, to that Sad Toll. As part of that Wartime Cost Almost fifty Women Died As their Duty to their Country Stood with the Men, by their side. The First took eighteen months The Second thousand, in one year There’s not a sign of winding down But, it’s getting Worse, I Fear. There are fifteen thousand Wounded Many of them Maimed for Life Some Lost Limbs, some, Peace of Mind To the Waste of Wartime’s strife. Thousands of Loved Ones and Friends Are Mourning, aching with that Pain Knowing there are only Memories Of those they’ll never See again. Close to three hundred Contractors “In Country” of their own volition But for those Grieving Loss at home It doesn’t change the Pain’s Condition. And, then there are those Estimates Of maybe thirty thousand more Innocent Men, Women and Kids Who have passed through Allah’s door. Two and one half years so far That’s at Least one thousand each Day And with no Ending within Sight I wonder what Price we will Pay? Some will argue, it is Worth it And some will say the Cost, too High But I just wonder Why, for Freedom So Many always have to Die? Del “Abe” Jones October 25, 2005 Thierry Francois' Custom Scagliola Stone Show House with Stone Age Designs