I need help analyzing this poem..Plz z help? i dont understand this, especially about the burglur and taps.?

Question

FREEDOM IS NOT FREE

I watched the flag pass by one day.
It fluttered in the breeze
A young Marine saluted it, and then
He stood at ease.

I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud
With hair cut square and eyes alert
He'd stand out in any crowd.

I thought, how many men like him
Had fallen through the years?
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?

How many Pilots' planes shot down?
How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
No, Freedom is not free.

I heard the sound of taps one night,
When everything was still.
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.

I wondered just how many times
That taps had meant "Amen"
When a flag had draped a coffin
of a brother or a friend.
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.
I thought about a graveyard
at the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No, Freedom isn't free!!

Answer 1

Taps is a song, typically played on the bugle (its an instrument kind of like the trumpet), that is usually played at military funerals, or just funerals in general. It is played in mourning and remembrence, it is a call to the end of the day. A way of saying good bye and amen.

Answer 2

You misread it. The word is BUGLER, not burglar. A bugler plays the bugle, which is a form of brass musical instrument similar to a trumpet. A bugler plays TAPS at military funerals.

Answer 3

Taps is the song played at the end of the day when they lower the flag and is also played at a soldiers funneral. It is played on a bugle(a horn similar to a trumpet) Hence the buglar is the one playing the bugle

Answer 4

Freedom is not free, it is paid for in deaths of young men and women who are so proud of their country's freedom that they unselfishly give their lives as payment for freedom.

Although it is rarely ever sung, it is more often considered to be a prayer. Following are the lyrics for 'Taps'

Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.

Fading light, dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
From afar, drawing nigh, falls the night.

Thanks and praise, for our days,
'Neath the sun, 'neath the stars, neath the sky;
As we go, this we know, God is nigh.

Sun has set, shadows come,
Time has fled, Scouts must go to their beds
Always true to the promise that they made.

While the light fades from sight,
And the stars gleaming rays softly send,
To thy hands we our souls, Lord, commend.

Answer 5

It was not burglar; it was bugler (someone who plays the bugle.)
A bugle is brass wind instrument somewhat shorter than a trumpet and lacking keys or valves.