Poetry.

The Band played on

A new baby’s cry

Mother& Father so proud

The Band played on

A child cries as scraped knee is kissed

Mother Father holds their son their daughter so proud

The band played on

Child Son daughter in first fight grades not so good

Mother father less proud however love flows concerned

The band played on

Graduation day music loves day every one looking at child

Hole world ahead of them so much potential so much to offer

Mother father hair a bit grayer thinner so proud of child

The ban played on

Child married baby on the way

Mother father hugs kisses so proud

The band played on

Child answers countries call

Based in presidents lie many will die

Mother Father proud of child son daughter yet walk in protest of wars reason

The Band played on

Thunder sounds as bullets fly brothers in arms fight side by side

A torn people fires burn country flag s turn

The band played on

Men in uniform come to Mothers Fathers door

Mother drops to porch and screams as if she is giving her son Daughter birth again

Father turns walks in side face white as a ghost proud sad angry

Thoughts of sons Daughters first scrape this can not be kissed away

The band played on

Family friend’s new babies widowed wife laid on graves cry

The Band played on

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