"Glory to Heroes!"
the crowds, the masses say.
They would love being remembered
each and every day.
But are these the people
who truly deserve fame?
These people who treat life
just as a game.
No, true heroes are quiet
doing their jobs.
Hardly being recognized
by the cheering mobs.
They do the mission
when they could have withdrew.
Fighting for all,
for me and for you.
They charged into battle
when they could have not
and someone else came in
and filled up their cot.
When the world went haywire,
they stood in the way.
Held the rising troubles
at bay.
They die for us
and nobody knows,
and the moss on the headstones
quietly grows.
When they give up their lives,
look how they're paid.
Extraordinary lives become
a pointless crusade.
No marble plaque is needed,
no fancy parades,
true heroes now desire peace
for the rest of their days.
They were not members of S.W.A.T.
or some investigations bureau.
Buts some men and women
are the Unhonored Heroes.
the crowds, the masses say.
They would love being remembered
each and every day.
But are these the people
who truly deserve fame?
These people who treat life
just as a game.
No, true heroes are quiet
doing their jobs.
Hardly being recognized
by the cheering mobs.
They do the mission
when they could have withdrew.
Fighting for all,
for me and for you.
They charged into battle
when they could have not
and someone else came in
and filled up their cot.
When the world went haywire,
they stood in the way.
Held the rising troubles
at bay.
They die for us
and nobody knows,
and the moss on the headstones
quietly grows.
When they give up their lives,
look how they're paid.
Extraordinary lives become
a pointless crusade.
No marble plaque is needed,
no fancy parades,
true heroes now desire peace
for the rest of their days.
They were not members of S.W.A.T.
or some investigations bureau.
Buts some men and women
are the Unhonored Heroes.
Author notes
Just to clarify, this poem is not exactly about war, but just about the people who work for the people every day in dangerous places, such as policemen or firemen. The point of it is really that they do these jobs, and sometimes die, but they didn't actually have to. At least thats how I think of it. Any other interpretations are certainly welcome!
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Comments
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This one doesn't fit the prompt quite as well,
don't get me wrong though, I love the poem
I give it my highly valued 'Kudos Award'
It isn't worth anything... haha sorry.
But I do like the poem, good message too.
keep writing

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This was a good tribute to all the working men. They do indeed need the recognition as well. This piece was well done. I enjoyed it, even though it was so serious. Great job and good luck in my contest.
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this is very beautiful write. honouring the people which makes this place worth a living
your 4 stanza 2nd line fix the typo 'they'
thanks for entering and best of luck -
This was a very well written piece I appreciated your comments explaining that it is not just about War.
But about the many others who are working for us in dangerous jobs.
Thank you for your entry and good luck in the contest.
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Nice. I love the subject matter. Could you make it a little less ambiguous though? At the end it says "some men women and children are the Unhonored Heroes." What makes them thus? I noticed that you catagorized your poem under war... perhaps these are the victims then? I wasn't entirely sure. Also, don't forget commas between "men," "women," and "children." Furthermore, you have "are" twice in the first line of the second stanza. Remember to read through your work before you finalize it. Overall, this was a wonderful poem. I especially liked how you can rhyme and it doesn't sound corny or stupid because every time I try to rhyme it turns out awful. lol. I also liked a lot of your imagery. My favorite was probably the moss on the headstones... wonderful diction to connote your message to the readers.


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