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"He
Earned The right!"
"Soldiers Like Him"
Although his hair was graying and his legs weren't
strong, His heart was powerfully full of Patriotic
song. He had pride for his Country, the same one for
which he'd fought, Laying down his life, so Freedom could be
sought. When others began to stare, it changed his mind
none, For he had earned the right; he had carried the
soldier's gun. With his shakey right hand, he applied it to his
chest, Stood as straight as he was able,
his pride for Nation was above the
rest. He had crawled through the mud, on his belly so
cold, To protect Old Glory, while she flew so
bold. Each star and each stripe, waved forever in his
mind, And his wheelchair carried the results, of a long
ago land mine. But he mustered the strength, from a place the
others would never understand, For he still traveled with the nightmares, of the
Iwo Jima sands. While the others remained seated, it was he that
was in awe, For he knew if it wasn't for Soldier's like him,
this Nation would surely
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