I Am a Soldier
I walk through the desert
with sand in my eyes
The people see me passing by
and all they can do is smile
Yet back home I step outside
and people stop to stare
Not because they know me
But because of what I wear
See I am a soldier
I fight for what is right
I stand up for freedom
I fight with all my might
Yet some may say I am wrong
that my job shouldn't be done
It isn't our place to fight for them
That we should be gone
But there is something they don't know
or seem to understand
My job is to fight for those who need us
no matter where the land.
I made a decision when I took this job
to fight the fight when needed.
To answer the call to go to war
no matter where we're headed.
So when you see us on the street
Just remember you are free
Because people answered the call
to fight for freedom like me.
Copyright © Randi Stephan | Year Posted 2008
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