Poem Jacked

..Vets..

All you need to do is look,
For they are everywhere.
They carry with them a protected heart,
They see with a special stare. They are America's combat Vets,
That many have set aside.
But they speak in words that resonate,
The feelings deep inside. For they have witnessed a Heaven's Gate,
And cheated the Reaper Sythe.
Nothing quite so important now,
Their memories never die. Just yesterday I met another,
Who mentioned his tour in 'Nam.
We spoke of times and dates and things,
Lost time in an afternoon sun. Yet so in touch with simple things,
This Brother with the widening grin,
He opened his heart and showed me still,
There's room for another one in..*g