I never meant to be a hero.
Raised my right hand to fight for our land,
To serve with honor and to serve with pride,
For my people I would give my life,
But, I never meant to be a hero
Now I walk in this land,
Boots covered with sand and weapon in hand,
I ask Why?
Why give up my girl, my life, my world?
For a country so dark, so desolate, so grim,
Filled with sin and hate for my men.
Why would I want to be your hero?
But, then I realize, as I drive by,
Why!
I see you run as fast as you can, across the hot sand,
No shoes on your feet, just to greet,
Me!
I see the huge smile on your dirty little face,
as I race across your land, you extend your hand,
Your thumb raised high, towards the sky,
I then realize, Why?
Because, I am your Hero!
-- by Micah, an American Soldier (and our Hero, too)
Raised my right hand to fight for our land,
To serve with honor and to serve with pride,
For my people I would give my life,
But, I never meant to be a hero
Now I walk in this land,
Boots covered with sand and weapon in hand,
I ask Why?
Why give up my girl, my life, my world?
For a country so dark, so desolate, so grim,
Filled with sin and hate for my men.
Why would I want to be your hero?
But, then I realize, as I drive by,
Why!
I see you run as fast as you can, across the hot sand,
No shoes on your feet, just to greet,
Me!
I see the huge smile on your dirty little face,
as I race across your land, you extend your hand,
Your thumb raised high, towards the sky,
I then realize, Why?
Because, I am your Hero!
-- by Micah, an American Soldier (and our Hero, too)
Thanks to Lori for sharing this.
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