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One Big Memory


Some children that grow older

Will become our soldiers.

Fighting for our right,

Of liberty, love and life.

 

But there’s people who live

And don’t understand,

The loyalty,

The love and the misery

That stains a fighter’s family.

As they watch their warriors

march away from euphoria

With AK’s in their hands,

Not turning back

To protect our land.

 

The boots stomp

Splashing the mud

Threats,

Warnings,

Cautions,

Throw out to the sun.

Diving, they go,

Bullets, they flow

From the barrel

To the skull.

 

Memories, we must hold

Of the warriors, we once told

The love that we have, will forever unfold.

Remember, we must,

The name of the day,

The reason we pay

Our respect’s and pray.

 

Their fight to live,

Their struggle through life

Has made them the warrior

They are tonight.

Although many fight

Only some survive

But the rest

are dressed

for the very last time.

These brave soldiers

 lost their lives

fighting for democracy

and for human rights.

 

And so I say

I pledge allegiance

To the flag

Of the United States of America.

And to the soldiers

For which they stand

One nation

Under protection

Indestructible

With support

And dedication to the nation

For all.

And as our heads

Are bowed with sorrow

Eyes closed

Tears, running from our souls.

As we think of the warriors

American soldiers.

Forever our hero’s

Their stories untold.

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