We hold them in our hearts
those heroes who have fallen
The selfless ones
who picked up guns
and fought when duty called them
They packed their gear
and departed here
to counties not their own
and through the fight they held on tight
to the dream of going home
They left their lives, parents, wives,
to fight for those they left behind them
But, as the battle raged
they found themselves engaged
in defending those
who were fighting beside them
And, at their life’s end,
their new mission began
they reported as eager as ever
They said, “Hand me those slings,
Let’s kick ***. Where’s my wings?”
For soldiers are soldiers forever