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 © Marlene Murray | Year Posted 2006
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