Cenizo Journal Winter 2018 | Page 10

poetry Jimmy Counts and K.B. Whitley A Hero Came Home Today A hero came home today He died on some distant shore Fighting for freedom and the dream Maybe we won’t have to fight anymore He seemed so very young And could have been somewhere having fun But when the battle was joined He went to get the job done I don’t know his race or religion And about that I just don’t care Cause he went to free an oppressed people Who were living in tyranny and despair I have little patience for protestors Though your right to protest is why he fights And to make sure that some tyrant Doesn’t come and take all your rights There were hundreds of school kids with flags Lining the street to the cemetery there Mothers, fathers, sons and daughters And a grizzled old veteran in a wheelchair Cause if you’re a true American And you believe in freedom and right Then you’ll support the ones Who are in the midst of freedom’s fight He believed in what he was doing And he might have taken other tours But he gave up his life To make sure you can keep yours And I know one thing for certain my world is a better place to stay Cause of heroes still over there And the one that came home today Jimmy Counts Just Along for the Ride I’ve got this real good buddy I guess when he started he was playin’ But I’m just along for the ride Was what he was always sayin’. When we went to gather the back forty The boss asked if he would ride the fence line He said I’m just along for the ride So where ever you want me will be fine. And we were headed to get a cold one I said you wanna go to a bar that’s near He said I’m just along for the ride I’ll go anywhere there’s cold beer. And we were headed into town Where do we eat I wanted to know He said I’m just along for the ride So I’ll eat where ever you go. Well he and I were lookin’ for strays I was ridin’ a bronc that was green And somethin’ happened that day Made me see what his sayin’ might mean. Now my bronc was a pretty good bucker And on that day he really blew up And when he got me bucked off One foot was hung in the stirrup. My buddy yelled what you doin’ As I hung there by his side I said I ain’t doin’ a thing I’m just along for the ride. Jimmy Counts 10 Cenizo First Quarter 2018