Military Appreciation Day

NFL military

I’m a ghost of the ghost of my former self
from a time we poked fun at the foibles of men
laughing at Bilko and Navy McHale
recognizing schemers without fail
even in uniform.

Not so anymore.  No need to dwell upon it
No longer are we part of them
We’re on the outside looking in
for everyone of them’s a hero.

Parade you on the football field
“Thank you for your service”
slaps on the back, cheerleaders flirt;
 in the owner’s box (like you belong)
passed around like a favorite bong.

 while lawyers cheer between the punts
corporate types and soccer moms
wanting a piece of a teenage grunt
making fifteen grand a year.

Then pack you off on another “tour”
fighting wars we can never win
You think that they would know by now
you only joined ’cause you were poor

still the madding crowd is down
they “honored” you but the home team lost;
A playoff game they’d hoped to host
while you are off to God knows where.



About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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1 Response to Military Appreciation Day

  1. beetleypete says:

    You nailed this one, Frank! All so very true…
    Best wishes, Pete.


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