Stop the Protests

by melissa   Nov 29, 2006

For all the free people that still protest, you are welcome,
We protect you and you are protected by the best
Your voice is strong and loud, but who will fight for you?
No one standing in your crowd

We are your fathers, brothers and sons,
Wearing the boots,
And carrying the guns
We are the ones that leave all we own
To make sure your future is carved into stone

We are the ones who fight and die.
We might not be able to save the world But at least we try
We walked the paths to where we are at
And we want no choice other than that

So when your rally group complain
Take a look at the back of your brain
In order for that flag you love to fly
Wars must be fought and young men must die

We came here to fight for the ones we hold dear
If that is not respected, we would rather stay here
So please stop yelling and put down your signs
And pray for those behind the enemy lines

When the conflict is over and all is well
Be thankful that we chose to go through hell.

In memory of those who have died in iraq


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  • 12 years ago

    by JEFF

    Great poem. 5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by RainbowSlider

    Thankful poem.

  • 13 years ago

    by hannan