The Blind Side
To what courage do we fall
Lest we not hear our commander’s call
Fool nor folly, we must not judge
To our mortal enemy we hold a grudge
Though doubt clouds our mind
No order shall we decline
Reason gathers dust
Since the day we sold our trust
For God and country we march on
As battle cries invade the dawn
Doves stop singing as bullets cry
No shield upon us, only rusted sky
For honor we must die
And high our flag must fly
Do we wear our silent courage
Where devils claim to forage
Pushing forward through bloody path
Over obstacles of stained wrath
To what courage do we call
Right or wrong, like dominoes we fall
Heroes left and right to cannons burst stall
One hill closer to victory for all
So is courage a bad thing left to hide
Move bravely forward not seeing the blind side
poem by Alfred Ramos
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