Gary Jacobson

SOLDIER, TAKE MY HAND

I’m off to war tomorrow.
Facing a task far greater than I’ve ever done,
Stripling happiness quelled for sake of sorrow
From a life of bliss harbored in youth’s eggshell,
Sent to the oppressors’ homeland to dwell,
Comes time for surviving under far away sun.

Patriotism, take my hand in duties devotion.
Grant me a strong heart beating ever true.
Let my love light, truly fill the widest ocean
That by every action, precepts of justice ensue.

Courage, fill a childish heart with toughness to rely on.
Help me as a man to go the extra length.
Grant me the courage of a lion.
O, let me feel his strength.

Bravery, take my trembling, innocent hands.
Bolster them to, like you, be brave.
Stay close by my side unto foreign lands
So I might principles of right for humanity save.

Honor, in all I do, let me walk with you
Empowered by very soul of chaste virtue elect.
Grant me integrity to, in very being, earn respect
Facing forces of evil that stormy salvoes blew.

Duty, plant in me thy soul of loyalty,
Spirituality to feed my starving soul,
Dignity that I might in essence bring forth humility,
Giving succor to humankind’s whole.

Liberty, fill my core with freedom’s delight so pure,
Kissed by blessed sun and rain through tempests share,
Fighting to give rare gifts of life a holy cure,
To predicated beliefs of eternal brotherhood bear