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For now... a small poem to the people who protested the war...

"Wish You Were Here"

For all the free people that still protest.
You're welcome.
We protect you and you are protected
by the best.

Your voice is strong and loud,
but who will fight for you?
No one standing in your crowd.

We are your fathers, brothers, and sons,
wearing the boots and carrying guns.

We are the ones that leave all we own,
to make sure your future is carved in stone.

We are the ones who fight and die,
We might not be able to save the world
Well, at least we try.

We walked the paths to where we are at
and we want no choice other than that.

So when you rally your group to complain,
take a look in the back of your brain.

In order for that flag you love to fly
wars must be fought and young men must die.

We came here to fight for the ones we hold dear.
If that's not respected, we would rather stay here.

So please stop yelling, put down your signs,
and pray for those behind enemy lines.

When the conflict is over and all is well,
be thankful that we chose to go through hell.

written by
Corporal Joshua Miles and all the boys
from 3rd Battalion 2nd Marines, Kuwait

I got that from an email. Tah tah for now. --august23