I used to wake up every morning
Step outside my house
Take a deep berath of fresh mountain air
Wearing Goth clothes
or skater clothes
or dress clothes
and head off to school
Smoking a Marlboro
or a Doobie
or whatever I wanted
Id meet my girl
Kiss her in public
Hold her hand
walk her to her class
Because
I could
Then Id go home
watch TV
Play my Guitar
Listen To the doors
Take a shower
Because
I could
I'd eat ehatever I wanted
Drink coffee
Smoke a cigarette
have conversations
elders
youngers
anybody I wanted to
Because
I could
I would go to parties
I would drink
I would play in a band
Sing anything I wanted
Rock out as hard as I could
and stay up all night
Because
I could
I was born "free"
I have "rights"
I am an American
When I grew up
Well not really
I was only 17
I Enlisted into the US Army
Because I could
I was "free"
I had "rights"
Like millions of others
past
present
future
I had the choice
To give up some of my rights
to give others thiers
So we could keep ours
Everything was great
for the first five years
Then one day
*pauses*
*Swallows hard*
There was this
There were these
These Planes
and alll this smoke
and all those people
and the whole world stopped
there was silence
You could hear a pin drop on the moon
Hell had come.......
WE DIDN"T STOP
WE OPENED OUR EYES
WE DECLARED WAR!!!!!!!
on an Ideal
So there was this man
You all remember him
His name was Saddam
He wasn't very nice
and the man decided to remove him
His people couldn't do
what we could
They were not born "free"
They did not have "rights"
They were slaves to fear
in thier own homes
They are people too
They wanted this Ideal killed
just like we do
They want to wear different clothes
they want showers
they want to sing
they want to be confident
they want to stay out all night
and party
andhave fun
and kiss thier girlfriends
They don't want to be blown up
They don't want the planes
and the smoke
and the death
They just want ...
to live
So we came over here
Because we could
So they can
Someday
That's why
That's what we are fighting for
At least I am
and I will not stop
untill the job is done
I have had enough
So when you look at soldiers on TV
or see them walk by
Or catch a glimpse of Our Flag
waving good morning to you
Feel safe
and Be Proud
Never Give Up
Never Forget
Never Compromise yourself
And If you know and love a soldier
and someone tells you what we are doing is pointless
don't hit them
don't yell at them
don't hate them
Freedom is a two way street...but it's worth protecting
Because we can
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