Slander of the Titan's
I hear the vile words that,
Penetrate my heart like a,
Knife destroying my soul.
My integrity and character,
We're judged and dragged thru,
The Mud like I was a piece of trash.
Never did I ever comprend that,
They would treat me like a,
Traitor in my own country.
But those I've served with,
They know my dedication to,
The Army.
They know I would stand and fight,
As the bullets fly by my head.
Our motto is Duty, Honor, Country.
I bow my head as the tears flow,
Not understanding the betrayal I hear.
A soldier has to turn their,
Cheek and bear this disrespect,
Because we made an oath,
To protect our citizens.
Once a soldier always a soldier.
Our oath is indefinite and etched,
In our soul-this is the soldier's creed.
These words will forever be,
Burned in my heart.
I know that my brother's and,
Sister's will always have my 6,
That I will never doubt.
Copyright © Shirley Hudson | Year Posted 2022
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