So many soldiers living on the street, their spirits broken with defeat
What must they think when they look around, eyes passing by staring at the ground
Does anger fill them when we turn away, from the debts we owe, that should be repaid
What if at that moment just once instead, we saluted in honor right hand to head
To let them know they are not ghosts, thanking them for being braver than most
If everyone would show them grace, we just might find their pain erased
For all the hero's still fighting to live, and for hero's like you, who continue to give
If you see someone who is really lost, please stop and remember what our freedom cost.