Order of the Purple Heart
The purple rain infused with pain
Veils weeping battle wounds sustained,
Though not on distant lands or shores
‘Midst mighty armies in foreign wars
No, the injuries most oft inflicted
Come by those we’ve least predicted,
Those close to home and near to heart
Whose weapons pierce and tear apart.
Then we in turn cast our own spears
To guard our forts and ease our fears
At those we claim to care about
Yet maim without a second thought.
This badge conveys no blame or shame
But represents our common claim
That being human and suffering loss
means taking up our daily cross.
The risks we bear in feeling love
Enjoins us all to One Above
Who entered into earth’s sad mourning,
experienced our broken yearning
To save us from our own rebellion
and share his Purple Heart medallion.
He leads the ranks of walking wounded
onward towards our great reunion
With all we love who’ve gone ahead,
He’ll raise the banner o’er our heads
And welcome us with truth and grace
Into his light and warm embrace
He’ll purify the purple rain
And wipe away our shame and pain
He’ll honor each for their own part
in His Order of the Purple Heart.