Respect

In lands afar,And some So near,our soldiers go,Some In fear,They risk there lives,And senses to,In believe.That it helps you,From conflicts past,To Some so near,They risk there lives,In constant fear,Some don,t condone,Whats going on,,But they know,It must be done,All they want,Is A peaceful place,And a Truly happy race,So they do,What they must,In hope that,There right,In ones they trust,They do it,Out of loyalty,For Queen and Country,Thats you and me,They don,t pick,Who they fight,Whether its wrong,Or if its right,All they want,Is it to end,And every one,To be there friend,You might say,Why do they fight,whether its wrong,Or is it right,But a soldiers job,Is to serve and protect,And trust in those,That they respect,So I ask you,On this day,To Honor those,Who went away,Not to judge,Condone or Condemn,Just to realize,They were just Men,Brothers,Sisters,Fathers too,Who believed,That this was for You,,,,,