I fight for your freedom and all luxuries you enjoy
Like happiness, family and the choices you employ
I ask little reward for these gifts that I give
It is for honour, country and freedom to live
I risk my all so you can have comfort and sleep safe at night
The price to me is often I must fight for my life
I only ask you recognise, respect me and know who I am
And you support the cause of your fellow man
We all want to live happy and die when we’re much older
Who am I? I will tell you now I’m a professional soldier
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