I happened to raise my eyes today
To the flag pole on the lawn.
I thought, oh no, it’s at half staff
Another hero gone.
Who, why, when did their life end
In honor for us all.
Are they like those names
Engraved in stone, on that black granite wall?
I bow my head and say a prayer
For someone I never knew.
Half staff is all that now remains,
Half Staff for the chosen few.