Promise
He's out there
On the battle field
Each day, in the hot unforgiving sun
It's your anniversary?
Too bad, no one cares
Get out there and fight
Fight for your life
Fight for the life of your country
But deep down he is fighting for his freedom
The freedom promised in 1776
The promise he hasn't seen
Since he left eighteen months ago
He left his home
His life
His true love
Because he thought
That this is the way to serve his country
But what he doesn't realize is that
The country he serves
Pays more money to get cable, to watch the Superbowl
Then they pay in donations to the army
To him, to his life, to his survival
So next time you make a donation
Think of him, the lone soldier
On his anniversary
Alone on the field
Serving his country rightfully
Waiting for that promise...
Copyright © Jen H. | Year Posted 2009
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