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What Is Just And Right

 

The difference in two armies,
That meet in any fight,
Is not the number of them,
Nor is it their might.

The stronger may still waiver,
Technology might fail,
But passion for your purpose,
Will usually prevail.

As our forces meet,
On the battlefield,
One will surely win,
And one will surely yield.

Think before you answer,
Whom, of us, shall fall.
For the story in the headlines,
Does not tell it all.

The fight is not for power,
Nor oil, or property.
The fight is for safety,
For all humanity.

The fight is for freedom,
For those who’ve been repressed.
The fight is against people,
Whose hate is so obsessed.

Take heed to my words,
As they are so true,
Our fight is not me,
Fighting only you.

The fight will be your people,
Fighting with their minds.
Knowing if they don’t,
They could end up in binds.

Or maybe their dear family,
Will be tortured, killed, or maimed.
Maybe they fear dishonor,
To their family name.

Hear me as I tell you,
About my fighting force,
They fear nothing I can do,
To steer their ordered course.
They fight for the people,
That they hold so dear.
They fight for freedom,
That you so greatly fear.

They fight for justice,
For all people to be free.
They fight with their hearts,
So all the world can see.

They fight because they can,
That is such the key.
They fight for those that can’t
It’s pure democracy.

Your army is substantial,
You picked them by hand.
But let me tell you now,
That your army will not stand.

My people can dissent,
Against what we must do,
But with respect to them,
We must come after you.

My army is willing,
All are volunteers,
None are motivated,
By oppression and fear.

So when it comes to battle,
And your forces, torn apart,
When the battle map looks much,
More like a work of art.

It’s not so much your planning,
Or your strategies,
That led to your demise,
It’s ideologies.

While your people fight,
For their safety and their life.
My great people fight,
For what is just, and right.

by Cody Dickinson

This poem is dedicated to the great men and women of the United States military. God bless every one of you. We support you and salute you. We owe our safety and our freedom to you.

THANK YOU!!!!