A Poem in Response to the Film
He understood the burden for
He carried it all his life.
A man had died to save him,
And for what?
He was nothing but a man.
One day he returned to France
To thank the man who died;
He wept, wept deep and deeper still,
His family by his side.
“Did I live a life that was worthy
Of what you did for me?”
As the wind swept through the gravestones,
No voice was ever heard;
The universe was silent…
It never said a word
And the bones where Ryan knelt that day
Were silent ‘neath the sod.
But veterans knew what happened
On the day his life was spared.
A man had given his life for him
And he knew to make it count
He’d have to sacrifice his own,
Give back the same amount.
But the man who gave his life for him
Was pleased, e’en though he’d died
Because the private did his best,
A lifetime he had tried.
That’s all that anyone can be,
To do the best they can
To make a difference in this world
And by this become a man.