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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