My life is like a highway.
Leading into an endless battle.
I witness others like me.
All being lead like cattle.
Our strength is in our training.
Well so our leaders say.
But too often have we fallen.
And paid the price we pay.
Before this battles over.
We'll find we all will settle.
All our chests are broad.
And our shoulders made of metal.
We've walked a million miles.
Fought days that met no end.
It's a hard life we travel.
But we'd gladly walk it again.
"The Few" we've been labeled.
A stand we all have made.
Do not think we're finished.
For your debt is still unpaid.
We don't lash back out in anger.
Cause we all know that you know not.
The blood and tears we shed.
For all that you have got.
We soldiers of the finest.
Always answering the call.
And we'll continue to fight for you.
Until the last of us all fall.
©jarnmarr
J