You talk to old people in, in bars all alone <br />They talk about wives, family and home <br />About times long ago, of sadness and sorrow <br />Of hard times gone by, but never tomorrow <br /> <br />They talk about war, and the friends that they lost <br />The waste of it all, and what its all cost <br />Their lives turned around, The ones that survived <br />The guilt that is carried, for those left deprived <br /> <br />We sit there and listen, then nod and agree <br />But if it wasn't for them, we wouldn't be free <br />So show some compassion, If you mean it or not <br />Just sit there and listen, it cost them a lot.<br /><br />Graham Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bar-talk/
