I seen this poem carved on one of the outside dunny wall lol. i think its rather nice.
For all the people that still protest, your 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 carryig the 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 walked 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 to fly, wars must be fought and young men must die.
We camp here to fight for the ones we hold dear, if thats not respected we would rather stay here. So please stop yelling and put down your signs, and pray for those behind enemy lines.
when conflict is over and all is well, be thankful that we chose to go through hell.
got to say it was really nice reading that in a toilet lol
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