In the distance a horn blows in the night and a solder heeds its call

He says good bye to all his loved ones and all hell leave behind

As he walks out the door he looks back once more understanding it might be his last

Then he gets in the truck with several other men all silent and all bowing there head

For each solder is proud but are scared of what they’ll face

But all will fight for it is freedom they chase.

by Liera Bloodheart

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