Tangled up
in violent hues.
Purple hearts
won’t pay these dues.
The price of life
is far too high
to decorate names
after they die.
Or, the grave injuries
they’ve endured
are pinned on chests–
an acknowledging reward.
The men on top,
who don’t deserve to be,
command medals and men,
God and country.
But for the men whose chests
they’ve adorned,
bare a purpose much greater
than a uniform.
They tender loyalty
through an Xhood,
and damn be the man
who misunderstood.