submitted by Michael Standing in a line Toe to toe Eyes straight Stiff as a board As your bones start to ache Hours pass A pin could drop You wouldnt hear it Nobody dares move Not from fear No its respect For the man in the round brown Who will mold us Teach us To become this band of brothers Stronger than steal Deadlier than the atom bomb To give us the knowledge we not all make it back alive This is the price of war A honor we are proud to pay if asked
Posted on: Tue, 10 Jun 2014 03:00:06 +0000