My dad was a vet, fought in Nam
I say it proudly now, why not then
Prayed every day he was away
You know why but will not say

Hard to find any person anywhere
Who really wanted him over there
So, who then, who takes the blame
For calling heroes to question their fame

And for lives whose tribute we pay
The last Friday in the month of May
Let the price they paid give us pause
As we choose our nation's leaders because

They went and died though were scorned
By the ones they loved and not yet born
For winning all the battles but not the war
For dyeing though hated for the flag they wore

We honor...