Marching in a straight line,
Head held high
Facing forward, hands by side.
"Sir yes Sir!" were his words.
Marching on following orders.
This is his life.
This is his destiny.
This, this is his sacrifice.
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Life Of Those Who Fight
PoetryHey guys I know many of you guys like stories but this is a poem i love making both but I prefer poems. I hope you will read it my inspiration is my uncle Jeremiah in the
