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Why I Fight For This Country
It’s foggy I see people in the background Running back and forth But I can't make out who they are I walk closer to see who they are It looks like a girl I get closer, she starts to run Time for the chase, a chase to see who it is I see a house, she runs inside It’s a big blue house with a large front yard and a white picket fence I knock on the door to see if anyone’s home I walk in and in the house the fog has followed me in I hear creaking foot steps coming from upstairs I slowly walk up and stare at the wall Its picture of me with an unknown family A son, 2 daughters and a beautiful wife I’m standing in the background in my navy whites Where is this place, who are those persons? Whose house is this? Where are all the people? I make it up stairs and see the children’s room. Daughters. It looks like twins, twins sleeping in the room all tucked in The fog is slowly clearing, I’m getting confused What life if this, whose shoes are these? I walk further down the hall, The next room is his. The son in the picture, Full of trophies and figs. He looks like a sports jock How many trophies he has He’s sleeping with his shirt off But still tucked in like a kid I say good night And slowly close the door I feel this is natural As I see his night light turn on. I continue with my journey With every step the fog clears I see the master bedroom And take a peek whose inside I see a women, her back is turned The women in the photo but can make out her face. I can hear her laugh My heart it pumping She says to me "you’re finally home!" Sounds like an angel sing Who is this woman, what is this feeling? She has her faced turned to her shoulder, like she wants to speak Still can’t make out her face, its very mystique. I walk closer, I see her ring Could this be the love of my life? I get a little closer to see who she is I trip and fall down 8 feet into the rhib I’m on a small boat in the water splashing. Was I dreaming, or did that happen? It’s the life I dreamed, What I wish I had. I fight for this country So everyone else can have The dream that I wished for Everyday I wake I gave up my dream So the whole world can take it.
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