You were too young
To lose your arm
By fighting a war
You did risk harm
Plenty of wheelchairs
For those who returned
Prosthetic limbs
Amputees earned
Many more soldiers
They now can save
In previous wars
They’d be in their grave
Prisoners of war
How many if any
In Viet Nam
There were plenty
John McCain
Must have shed tears
In Viet Nam
Held captive for years
When he was released
His family cheered
Uncertain he died
Until he appeared
A prisoner of war
There’s no guarantee
That you’ll get to win
The Presidency
By, Randee Saber 7/2/09
