US Hero’s

A poem for all the brave men and women out there.

You can call us all, including our dog, your hero men

So when you need help quickly, call nine eleven

Rescue we try and save you we hope, from Gods sun filled heaven

but sometimes we lose out to the Devil in this ash scattered hell

Climbing the steps and spraying the fire, that nobody's skin should've felt

Bringing you out, one by one, just hold on tight to our safety belt.

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We are there to protect you, not to distress you

Dressed in blue, pistol and taser at side, all in full view

We arrest the speedsters, traffickers and all the gangsters

Let the judges decide if the sentence should incur extra time

Your lawyers, barristers and familiar jailbird friends

will testify, use false alibi to get you off and to make amends.

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Were racing to the scene with the medicine in the back

Inside bed, needles and portable CPR machine, just in case of a heart attack

We will revive the dead, patch up a sore head and even help mother with newborn

So let us through with ease and don't for a second put your hand on the horn

For one day it might be you or your family or even a long lost friend

that is waiting for the moving medical miracle machine in the end.

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We dress in disguise, mainly in tree green and dirt black

On the back of tanks, falling from the sky and we don't take any flak

We're here with orders from the guy at the top

So don't get upset at us, when we come back with a hop

We fight to protect the freedom of all mankind

Just doing our job and hoping not to leave, anybody behind.