Not sure if this has been posted before (Probably has, knowing how behind the curve I usually am
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> >Wish You Were Here
> >
> >For all the free people that still protest,
> >You’re 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 boot and carrying guns.
> >We are the ones that leave all we own,
> >To make sure your future is carved in stone.
> >
> >We are the ones who fight and die.
> >We might not be able to save the world,
> >Well , at least we try.
> >
> >We walk the paths to where we are at,
> >And we want no choice other than that.
> >
> >So when you rally your group to complain,
> >Take a look in 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’s not respected , we rather stay here.
> >
> >So please stop yelling, put down your signs,
> >And pray for those behind enemy lines.
> >
> >When the conflict is over and all is well,
> >Be thankful that we chose to go through hell!
> >
> >Written by Corporal Joshua Miles and the boys from the 3rd Battalion, 2nd
> >Marine, Kuwait