Where do they come from,
Those patriots so strong,
Who fight the good fight,
And make right from wrong?
Where do we get them,
Those who stand the line,
Some to lose their lives,
Like the crop plucked from the vine?
They come from homes, and schools,
And churches, too.
From farms, and corners,
With worldly views.
They are always there,
Whenever needed,
With courage, and love,
For a call gladly heeded.
They walk with you,
Through every day.
You know them by sight,
You hear what they say.
But you don’t know them inside,
You only see what they show.
But if called again,
You know they would go.
They don’t want to,
But go they would.
For they know, and care,
As they know they should.
Where do they come from?
They come from you.
Duty, honor, country,
Age shows them true.
All wear the colors,
But life is just a gate.
Most return,
Some have a different fate.
Where do we get them,
Who mind brings to view?
We get them from within U.S.,
For within U.S., is you.

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