The Gallant Regiments

The Gallant Regiments

Be it night or dawn they stand strong, protecting us from that is wrong. Leaving behind the earthly desires, they're the brave ones who guard the barbed wires. The sun arrives with an urge to survive, to live another day and see their family while alive. The gun on their shoulder weigh a zillion pounds. Without a flinch they lift it high to break all bounds. Staring in the face of death they sleep, Unsure what secret the next day may keep. Naïve are the ones who ask if they not have a heart. For they are ones with the bravest lionheart. ©The Honest Fabler ©Cover credits- Google Images...
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