Courage

Courageis a baby duckling

Blindlyfollowing its mother

Withoutquestion, without knowing

Wherethe final outcome leads.

 

Courageis a strangling oak

Pushingup through stony grounds,

Needingonly sun and rain

Towin its struggle to survive.

 

Courageis the patriot

Whohides his feelings deep inside

Butstands with pride with hat in hand

Eachtime the colors pass him by.

 

Nothreat too trivial to challenge,

Evendeath cannot deter

Thisloyal servant from his duty,

Valliantto the bitter end.

 

Whenthe world grows dark we seek

Thesebold, intrepid sentinels

Tobear the cause of liberty,

Forfreedom grows where courage dwells.