A Solder's Cry


A Solder's Cry

A Solder’s Cry

I’m standing in shadow of the men who’ve gone before,
The day’s of sleepless nights, and the lonely nights of war.
But our freedom is important, to our country for which we stand.
I’ll keep marching on.
From the deserts of Iraq, to homeland from where I came,
Today I’ll burry deep within to defend my country’s name,
Our way of life is shaken, but will never be destroyed,
Our troops will win this war.
If you’re looking for a country who will bow its head in shame,
And surrender to your terror, in hopes you’ll go away,
You should have found a country where, weekens is its crutch,
Because the one you picked a fight with is goanna stomp your butt.
If it takes forever or until the rise of today,
You be sorry that you messed with my country far away,
You should never mess with the U.S.A
I was founded on freedom; it’s where I get my strength.
Freedom its how we started, it’s how we live today.
Our colors they never run, and never bleed in vain,
I will defend the U.S.A.

Dewayne Morris

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T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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