Code of Honor

21-gun salute
Living youthful all my days
The hearts of the meek
My holy Bible says they are blessed
That was a focal point Sunday mornings
When the reverend would speak
Heaven or Hell
Lucifer was the angel that fell
From God's paradise
I guess he sinned more than twice
The heart of a child
Young, free and wild
Knees and hands muddy from their sand castle
Watched them graduate cap, gown and tassle
Driven to live out livelihood
"Mom and Dad," they would say,
"I did the best that I could"
A mind that's in the jungle but becomes a tamed lion
I fret hearing a child's crying
Young soldiers dying
On the battlefield for me and you
Gave their life so gloriously
Code of honor

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