The Derserving
They cradle not their foe,
They wilt not,
The deserving, march, alongside courage,
Brave without fear...
Many demands upon their shoulders,
with primal instinct they lead,
Few men in opposition try to quill their reign,
Solace retreat, shelter in the calm,
perseverance, hails in victory,
Passed laurels the deserving
kneel, and with brief rest,
The battle is not ever over,
For everyday is the deserving crest.
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