The Job

Sat, 07/18/2015 - 11:38 -- ruelas

This job we start

Is the job at heart

The job of being one united

Working for our country not divided

 

This job were entitled

Has been retitled

No longer just one race

Or a failiar face

 

This job we work

Requires us not to lurk

But to be ready at a moments notice

And pay attention and dont lose focus

 

This job wont be easy but wont be hard

It will leave you with a card

A card of choice to stay or go

To fight for our country this job is so!

 

This poem is about: 
My country
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