A Sailor Died Today

A Sailor Died Today

I have seen this poem around as “A Soldier Died Today” and as “A Veteran Died Today.”  I took an author’s license to change it to “A Sailor Died Today.”

Our shipmate Dave Petersen crossed the bar last week.  Save me a seat at Fiddlers Shipmate.

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He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the FRA,
Telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.

And ‘tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew whereof he spoke.

But we’ll hear his tales no longer,
For ol’ Joe has passed away,
And the world’s a little poorer
For a Sailor died today.

He won’t be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won’t note his passing,
‘Tho a Sailor died today.

When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell their life stories
From the time that they were young,
But the passing of a Sailor
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Some jerk who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?

The politician’s stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Sailor,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.

It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Sailor
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Sailor,
Who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Sailor,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his likes again.

For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Sailor’s part,
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honor
While he’s here to hear the praise,
Then, at least, let’s give him homage
At the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline
In the paper that might say:




5 thoughts on “A Sailor Died Today

  1. Ron Babcock says:

    I recorded that poem last year for the passing of a fellow sailor for his family
    and I too changed the words from SOLDIER to SAILOR.


  2. David Macias says:

    That’s speaks volumes.Because that poem has a deep profound effect on my mind and being .Simple and elegant.I connect with this poem .That’s the way us ordinary people feel and do what we have to protect our country.Even if we have to give our own life .God Bless Shipmate .you’ve been relieved.We have the watch.

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  3. jimcc51 says:

    Back in 61, I lost two shipmates to the north Atlanti due to a rogue wave, they were on fog watch on the forcastle the ocean was like glass, they never had a chance to get below, the wave was so big it topped the mast, and then all was quiet again, never recovered because of mis information from the Carrier, Will never forget them , think of them almost every day. God bless their souls.


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