The Guardians

As I lay awake at night

I think to myself

Why am I here

This life that I live

What is to ensure that it goes on as I expect it to

The freedom and liberty I hold so dear

The fact that I may live upon the very ground of my forefathers

This patriarchal soil rooted in my blood

This could only be the work of the guardians

Heroic soldiers that protect us

Noble paladins that lay down their lives

Over treacherous terrain they fight in the land of dragons

They bout in the air and fly with the fiery phoenix

On the high seas they combat with the mighty leviathan

They stand in opposition against gargantuan giants

Their acts are of legends and fables to us

But to them the battle is all too real

In a struggle against the shadow of death

We are safe amidst their company

We are secure within their battalion

Their regiment a refuge and shelter

Our freedom the very corps of their operation

Their campaign is one of true bravery

Valiant soldiers entrusted to protect us

Guardians that watch over us

How could I ever express my debt of gratitude

A simple thank you would not suffice

No word could ever return the favor

All that you have given me

I cherish the freedoms you have entitled me to

So what can I say

What can I do

What I can do is use what you have given me

I can use my freedom for the betterment of mankind

I can use my liberty to be heard and make a difference

But no matter what I say

No matter what I do

None of it would have been possible without our watchful guardians