This poem whose authorship is disputed reminds us why it is sometimes necessary to go to war preferrably with the comfort of a Busse knife close at hand:
It is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us the freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us the freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier, not the lawyer, who has given us the right to a fair trial.
It is the soldier who salutes the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag who allows the protester to burn that flag.
[God bless and protect our military people who stand in harms way on our behalf.]
It is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us the freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us the freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier, not the lawyer, who has given us the right to a fair trial.
It is the soldier who salutes the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag who allows the protester to burn that flag.
[God bless and protect our military people who stand in harms way on our behalf.]