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Jul 2017
my mom say pray every night,
wake up every morning  be a voice  next day,
for whatever cause,
to join the military,
i was crossing through  rivers and jungles,
i hurt my self by a falling tree,
injured by an accident that i didn't notice,
but hey for whatever cause i serve my country,

i travel far across the map,
seeing so many cultures,
attend so humanitarian service  during my youth,
i'm glad not to ****,
i was trained to save people,
not many people know being a soldier as a meaning,
just not to hold a gun,
we showed up not to blow it up,
not to destroy  live,

not many people know i am a soldier,
i maintain my identity as a civilian,
outside the life we call the culture of man,
it took me so many years,
to understand how to be a true soldier,
i always cry to see one nation cry for help,
when their government didn't have a clue,
they have written their names in blood,

you are not alone,
just remember that we are here to serve you,
so you can sleep soundly at night,
give you food when you're government didn't care,
although i am sick and tired the enemy mischief,
i'm thankful each day i don't take one life,
we are trained to understand to each  situation.
not many people know i am semi-retired soldier, joined in a 103th army in the  Japanese branch,  joined humanitarian   on nato campaign to liberate  nations that require our services.
Ron Richards
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