My duty supreme.

Honor my dream.

For freedom and flag.

They gage me a tag.

Instructions to follow,

my mind ready, not hollow.

The courage to listen,

to execute the mission.

Respect not expected, you won’t understand,

the pursuit is not to gain upperhand.

To protect, to assist, to do right

is all I can muster within my small might.

And once I’ve departed,

think not you’ve outsmarted,

the situation that led

to my being dead.

For if not for me and the so many more,

the country would crumble and return to before.

If I can give my life to my country why I can't I drink?

The answer should be obvious, one would think.

If I can give my life to protet my brother's rights

What about me what about my fight

While sitting next to my fellow soldier who needs to distress

He orders a beer, while the bartender cant fill my request

A simple beer is all that I ask

Maybe a little vodka in a flask

Al I ask for the sae right as the soldier sitting next to me

A simple beer, how hard can that be?