Im not your pinata

Im not your pinata

To beat with a stick

Im not the candle

With no wick

Im not that blind man

Pissing in the wind

Finding out

It all comes back to you

Now legends molded from myths

Real stories from the real heroes

Everyday twenty four seven

They know no fear

Danger seems invincible

To these people who serve

Volunteers or employed

They are the world to all

In your time of need

Whether you beg or plead