This Is My Rifle
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My rifle I hold with a steady hand, To fight for freedom and make a stand; My country goes where there is a need, Though they know that some will bleed. When setting foot on a distant shore, Prepared for battle like never before; Think not of the reason we all were sent, Or dissect our orders and what they meant. This is my rifle and I shall hold it true, My training has told me what I must do; I cannot question, I cannot wait, I cannot fail or even hesitate. In my mind my heart is pleading no, In my ear I hear my orders say go; If I now advance I will surely die, A telegram home and momma will cry. What good will come if I take a life, What outcome changes by creating strife; I wonder what he thinks standing over there, Pointing his rifle…
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