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Poetry from within
   

Who I really Serve


I work for a government who I donít believe is right, they will send me to war where I will have to fight

No enemy army threatens our shores, but yet to follow my orders, of to war I go

Much has been done to continue this fight, but seeking piece wouldnít that be more right

A flag draped coffin is carried off a plane, a scene I have witnessed, again and again

I work for the a government that they donít deserve, for the air force, army and navy, I proudly serve

If this government of this land, are too proud to talk, do us all favour, and from your jobs just walk

You have run this country into the ground, my being part of this nation I donít want to be found

The road for piece can come true, but in order for that piece, it must come from you

Gordon Bruce