Drink from this cup of freedom for all
Everyone, makes me wanna holler
How come, you asking others for a dollar?
Why beg for a crumb?
When you need a high priced lawyer
Who don’t need a gun
To rid you of this man-made collar
This collar of loathing self-hate
Again I holler, that you didn’t create
Just follows generations
Who they indoctrinate
Pull yourself up, stand proud and tall
Drink from this cup, of freedom for all
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Robert Williford
Honorably discharged disabled veteran from Arkansas. Did a 12 month tour in Europe and a 6 week deployment to Northwest Africa. I speak a little German and a lot of Spanish. Many Vets lose their way/purpose in life. Your new mission in life, the most important you will ever have, is to become a better father, husband, son and neighbor. It doesn't make you weak to become a better human being. You don't have to be one of the military statistics who either commit suicide or end up in prison.
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