My son
For your bethren and his brother
To walk to freedoms light
Then you and all your friends
Will fight with all your might
You serve your country proudly
And stand up strong and tall
Trying always to stay focused
And think ... never will I fall
You .... made your commitment many years ago
And yet it seems the battle you wage
Is always somewhat slow
And when we get to talking
I hear so many things
Your pain ... your strength .... your willingness
To stand at center ring
Although the times are harder
Than any ones before
Sometimes I fall on my knees
And start praying on the floor
Mother's always worry
And wonder what will be
When they see so many of your comerades
Never being free
We test ourselves in all ways
To feel the pain you have
Knowing deep within us
We may never see you laugh
It's a risk you all take
But one can only feel
That when you know it's your son
It makes all the more real
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