A poem for my brother.
Soldiers
Fit, brave and honorable,
Our mighty men stride into
Battle. Their fighting arms bring
Death to the foes of our
country. The sibylline cry out
For vengeance. The soldiers of
Wealth hear but don’t listen.
Their honor impeccable,
Their might unquestionable,
Their judgement unerring,
Held back only by those
They fight to defend.
These are our mighty men.
-Kevin Ulrich
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