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The Colors of Our Flag Will Not Run

We are soldiers This is our life our job our career Chosen for reasons whatever In peace and in conflict Striving to achieve our dreams Struggling to suppress our fears We are the Armed Forces strong proud able-bodied Dedicated to protecting our country nation's people Large ponderous units Crossing the vast expanse of unfamiliar terrain well trained meticulously drilled A special breed powerful force band of brothers Instructed in the art of war Where survival is not an option And if we fall dignify us The price we will pay loss death We belong to the world peacekeeping disaster war We only ask for support understanding respect War is globally rejected Third world regimes grasping greater power terrorists insurgents rebel forces Their native peoples desperate plea for relief genocide slavery capture torture To reject would be inhumane answering requires military force The product is war spawning hostility destroying the innocent mouthing ignorance The reality of it all sadness families suffer blame spent sides taken casualties Someone has to die.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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