Army

You are soldiers

But you are not fighting with 

We

You guard the land

But you choose not to protect 

We

You are truth tellers

But you rather make a lie of 

We

You are my brothers

But you are not my family
We are blood

We should be bond

We are love

We should be fond

We are strong

We can hold weight

We can choose

But why choose hate?
Poem: Keota Picou 

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