Alumni et Patriae Asto C John Puzzo 2002

 

Without the Standing Sentinel, and ever must there be.
Without the Standing Sentinel, not one could long live free.I know they’re all still out there, together evermore,

From Continental Army, Or maybe long before,
When the 1st American casualty,
fell on these now ancient shores.

They wear tri corner hats, coonskin caps and kepis,
wide brimmed cowboy hats, steel helmets and berets,

But just the same, They belong to us.
It is from us they came.

Through mists of time and place,
They’ve come to stand and wait
for those to come, and come they will,

To the Sentinels at the gates.

They wait…They wait.
One day they’ll welcome me.

For once I was with them,
and privileged that to be

a soldier for my country,
that’s the best to say of me.

Father, son, husband, brother,
Important things these are,
But to stand with men of honor,
Is a better thing by far.

For without such men of honor,
ready to give their most,
what father, son, or brother,
would be left with any hope,

That there would even be tomorrow, for this Nation proud.

Lest men as these we find, fit my Country for a shroud.
Yes there they all are waiting, they’re all together now
from every war and conflict, shot and shell they found.
At peace eternal wait they now,

On holy, hallowed ground.

How can we ever thank them, these selfless angels past?

But thanks are unimportant,
unless we dedicate
our every waking moment

To the sentinels at the gate.

For there they stand awating,
watching how well we do.

Will we let slip away,
That which they loved so well
Their full measured honored duty,
Will we so cheaply sell?

Yes there they stand awating, they’re all together now,

They know some soldier stands at ready
and he will show them how.

Then they’ll welcome him, as they all once were called:

“Brother, home my brother,
See your name upon the wall.”

“You have done what was your duty,
The load you proudly bare”

“Is left to them to carry,
Those others, over there.”

“So take your place beside us, hang your cap upon the tree,”

“And wait not long you Sentinel, In time you too will see,
Another coming to the gates,
That others will live free.”

Without you Standing Sentinel, and ever must you be.
Without you Standing Sentinel, not one would long live free.