To the forgotten...

To the Heroes of the Past,
I know what it must be like, looking down on the world from wherever you are today. I can imagine what you are feeling, and I know that it must seem like all you fought for is being lost with each passing of the day; that the memory of you and what you stood, and died, for is fading away. You must feel as though your blood was spilled for little or nothing. It must look as though we are now ruining what you created. You see the low voter turn out rates, the apathy towards a war no one approves of, the disgusting state that we keep our poor and helpless in, and so much more that we are failing in. You must be wondering if we even deserve democracy.

I am writing to tell you that we do. It may seem like all of us are apathetic, and indeed many of us may be, but there are those of us who are not. There are many of us who lose sleep over the state of this nation, who want change more than anything, and who, like you, would do anything to keep this nation alive, and make it better. We are the ones who continue to fill the voting booths, who cry out against the war, and who hold the signs on the streets. Our love of the United States powers us against hopeless odds. We are your legacy and we will not let this nation die. As things get worse our voices yell louder. For our sakes, have hope. You and your legacy will not be forgotten.