Duty Calls Author's Name Withheld Duty calls And so we walk With heads held high We talk the talk. Concrete walls are all we see Iron bars their cages be Monsters held against the night With strength of arm and threat of might. That children's dreams untroubled be Pleased you don't see what we see We keep your demons in our cage And hope you'll never see their rage. We'll feel the bite and take the pain And mourn our comrades hurt and slain Easily done the job is not But we'll always be there and battles fought. Of our tears you'll never hear You'll never know about our fear The dreams we have of death and doom Icy sweat and thoughts of gloom. But we'll be there to walk those halls We'd rather not But duty calls. Home Poetry Index All Graphics, Design, and Writing copyright © 2001, 2002 Pam Howerton. All Rights Reserved.