I'm a Man

I know you’re from a generation,
who would rather protest against our Nation;
and you believed you were doing the world some good.

But I see things much differently,
that was you and you’re not me;
and I’m proud to serve to protect your rights back home.

Remember Mom, I volunteered,
to join the people you once jeered;
they taught me more than how to shoot a gun.

I serve my nation and my team.
I’m doing things some only dream;
and I hope you respect the choices that I make.

I’m proud to do the job I do,
Securing freedom for me and you,
this is a call for those who understand…

That freedom isn’t really free,
it calls upon people just like me,
to stand up when our nation makes the call.

So do your best to understand,
I make this decision as a man,
and I hope you respect it…if I stand or if I fall.

I’m part of American Liberty,
I’m part of a nation being free,
our flag still has meaning in my heart.

So if they hand you a flag one solemn day,
and thank you for the sacrifice that I made;
remember my words the day I chose to join.

I love you Mom with all my heart.
I made my choice to do my part.
A man you raised and a man I have become.

Just as with your generation,
each makes a choice for their nation;
I chose to serve…and I served my country with pride.


This poem was inspired by the grieving mother camping-out in Crawford Texas, blaming the President for the death of her son. I believe that she is doing her son a disservice and we should allow her to grieve without the cameras and the interviews.

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