by Patra Minocha, Brave Hill Productions, ©2025
(Nov. 5, 2025) — In camouflaged clothing,
half-ton helmets guarding their heads—
Crawling on the ground,
over comrades lying dead.
Casualties mounting in this bloody battlefield,
Cornering enemy troops—
Commanded to shoot to kill!
Bravely battling their foes
with fortitude and might—
Feeling tired and weary,
Determined to win, they dare to fight!
The carnage of war surrounding them,
penetrating their nostrils, polluting the air.
All their senses overwhelmed by darkness,
utter anguish and despair.
Our soldiers’ “sacrificial” legacy,
to willingly lay down their lives—
Do we truly value their undying loyalty,
when the trumpet sounds the battle cry?
BECAUSE OF THEM…,
The Banner of Freedom still flies,
across America the Beautiful “star-spangled” skies.
THANKS TO THEM…,
Lady Liberty holds her head high,
in the Land of the Free,
Where hope’s still alive!!
TO HONOR THEM…,
America bids a “somber goodbye”,
to her heroes who dwell with the Lord,
in the “sweet bye and bye”.
Hometown Heroes in a foreign land,
Defending Freedom in the desert sand.
Armed with courage, hearts noble & brave,
Defending freedom with astounding faith!
So true. God Bless You and Thank You, Patra Minocha
“It is the Soldier, not the ministerWho has given us freedom of religion.It is the Soldier, not the reporterWho has given us freedom of the press.It is the Soldier, not the poetWho has given us freedom of speech.It is the Soldier, not the campus organizerWho has given us freedom to protest.It is the Soldier, not the lawyerWho has given us the right to a fair trial.It is the Soldier, not the politicianWho has given us the right to vote.It is the Soldier who salutes the flag,Who serves beneath the flag,And whose coffin is draped by the flag,Who allows the protester to burn the flag.”― Charles M Province
I really appreciate your reply, James. What Charles M. Province said is profound… but so true. I’m hoping to get ‘The Hands of Freedom, The Hope of the Future’ posters to military bases across America and to every veteran I cross paths with. I’ve given out over 100 posters the past few weeks and shipped 100 posters today to
And I, the son of a WWII, Korea and Vietnam Veteran, myself a Vietnam Veteran and for the past 11 years Honor And Remember Ambassador to Maryland, really appreciate your getting your ‘The Hands of Freedom, The Hope of the Future’ poster to military bases across our beloved United States of America and to every Veteran you cross paths with.
Lest we forget one of the most profound poems re soldiers passing freedom on to the next generation…
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
— John McCrae
Music illustrating “In Flanders Fields”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=umsKdNCtGQk