One Charlie Niner Hotel (1C9H)I watched, helplessly, as a beautiful land was torn by war.
I raised my angry eyes and voice toward Heaven and shouted,
"Why God?"
But no answer came.
I watched, helplessly, as my friends were shattered by war.
I raised my angry eyes and voice toward Heaven and shouted,
"Why God?"
But no answer came.
I watched, helplessly, as she died in my arms.
I raised my angry eyes and voice toward Heaven and shouted,
"Why God?"
But no answer came.
I stood before a silent, black wall.
I raised my angry eyes and voice toward Heaven and shouted,
"Why God?"
But no answer came.
I felt a slight tug on my sleeve and looked down into the shiny eyes of a small child. He asked, "Were you a soldier, Mister?"
With a tiny finger, he pointed and said, "My grandpa was a soldier and a hero. Did you know my grandpa, Mister?"
I took his small hand in mine; and with a sweeping gesture I said, "Yes, Boy. I knew your grandpa; I knew them all. They were all heroes. Would you like me to tell you about them?"
My answer came.