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Reciprocated An American Sonnet Rambo Tribute
All I wanted was something to eat,
what you gave me was disrespect.
This fight in me belongs to each of you,
we all live under the American flag.
I put on the uniform I held up a rifle
to protect all of you from harm’s way.
You think that would warrant a smile.
At the very least? Simple kindness.
The country I was willing to die for,
how quick it turned it’s back on me.
Still I’d do it all over again for her,
maybe I’m a glutton for punishment.
I know love isn’t always reciprocated?
But damn, I fought for you to be free.
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Melani Udaeta
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