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Many were called Few were chosen Few whose hearts have become frozen Losing it's frail, hardened, brazen At the command, he moves Without thinking Acts without asking And stands without moving Only a few survive the bruising Of drills, camps, guards, rifle greasing Regimentation and it's trouble Ever increasing He trained to fire without missing Fight without tiring And advance without withdrawing There's no giving up, no giving in Until 'Mission Accomplished' There's no easing He's risen before the sun is risen For no reason The soldier's loyalty is never ending In peace and war time, he's defending The security of his nation Has become his personal burden (Dedicated to those in the military and para-military) Bentem Joseph