Unchain My heart:
One day chains that bind shall rust And all men will be set free pitted steel stained with blood will be all that's left to see
Time will pass as time always does and the forgotten will not matter any more Lost, brothers that time forgot deemed an acceptable loss of war
POW and MIA, random letters now obsolete, Just like these battered chains Which bound bleeding hands and feet
Once we said with stern resolve " Bring them home or send us back " but the flags we flew and the bright hopes we had have now faded to shades of black
These chains could not be broken Nor could the will of these brave men I believe, They stood upon broken limbs Loving America, their family and friends
These chains now hang in silent rooms perhaps never to be found and the damp dark, shadows of yesterday have muffled torture's sounds
God help them and, God forgive us If we have failed to remember freedoms cost As these chains, our hearts should be broken for these men and for their loved ones lost...
Boondocker 3 / 17/ 2001
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