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kaanibaa
United Kingdom
1169 Posts |
 Posted - 15 May 2008 : 16:56:55
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I am not talking
About the loud mouth
Who blows his own trumpet
I am talking
About that silent farmer
Who tills the soil
To raise crops
Feeding himself and the rest of us, all those years
Proud of being free and
Capable of feeding a nation
A back breaking task
Without morning
I am not talking
About the zombie soldier
who reacts to his master's voice
Ready to die for him
Or on his command
To kill and maim the helpless
I am talking about
That valiant soldier
Who stood up for the weak and the meek
Died for their freedom
Bleeding silently
Hoping that some how
He has saved some life
Some where he now lies
In an unmarked grave
Intended to be forgotten
Which can never be
As he is etched on our minds for eternity
This nation shall honor you
We shall sing songs of praise
In your names
You being our unsung heroes
As we ride through history
Your's shall be names to remember
Your sweat and blood shall not be in vain
When this nation regains it's
Rightful glory
We shall honor you
Talk about you
Till the end of time
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