Fighting Amongst Our Brothers

by Poison Ivy   Mar 25, 2008


I will be something,
Life will have meaning,
I no longer will be a coward,

Our people are dieing,
They are fighting,
For our freedom,

I will join my brothers,
I will stand beside them,
Going forward and never looking back,

How can one remain still?,
Knowing that our brothers,
Are fighting and dieing,

Ship me out, ship me out,
If I die,
It will not be in vain,

At least I died defending my country,
And all it stands for,

Freedom,
That's what started this country,
It's the believe that founded it,

Through out the centuries,
Our freedom has been compromised,
And time after time again we will continue to defend it,

We shall not allow,
We shall fight till the death,
To defend and protect,

We came from over seas,
Fleeing,
Searching for what we love so much today,
"freedom"

For it is a privilege not a right,
Provided to us,
By the men who are out there fighting in our enemy lines,

So remember,
You are free,
Because of the brave.

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  • 16 years ago

    by babydoll

    Amen to our soldiers!!!! most seem to forget and take for granted everything they do for us, couldnt have said it better myself thanks for the great poem :)