| Post; Freedom's Price
This aint as good as the ones above, aint as long, and it aint about the Corps either... but I hope ya'll like it any way.
Freedom’s Price
Here lies freedom’s price.
These brave souls
Made the sacrifice.
Over the arid desert sands,
Across the mountain range
They fight and die in foreign lands.
Tracers light the evening sky.
Mortars fall
And deadly rockets fly.
They guard the fence.
They stand the line.
They are the best defense.
Lonely guilt and blame
And a flag draped casket
Are all some may claim.
Yet still they stand
Still they guard
In the dust and cold and sand.
We stand ready.
We stand proud.
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