Good afternoon Sergeant Eye Candy.
You are here to show me why I 
Should fight for this country.
Why I should feel proud. 
Risk my life for the land of the free
Home of the brave.  How has this land
Been good to me?
You look nice with all your medals.
Displayed so they shine.
And I don’t dissapprove 
For you to do what you feel is right.  But 
Why oh why
Should I put up my life?
Have all those who care about me
Sit and wait for a telegram so they can bury me.
An occasion to put them in lower class poverty.
To survive deeper than they already are.
Defending a nation and living
Are separate things by far!
Mr. Man In Uniform,
Let me tell you 
Why I will not fight
While you tell me why it is right.
You say, “This land gives you freedom and more.”
Then it must be a custom
When I am followed around in the stores.
And as for freedom for all
This land looks down on my type or what ever I am called.
You say, “This great land educates 
You, your family and children.”
You are right on that one.
My son knows the difference between shades of skin,
And my daughter knows beauty is to be aggressively thin.
You say, “This land is open and welcomes all.” 
Yet I know there are places I cannot go
I cannot stand between some walls.
I should fight 
To help other countries be as equal as we. 
So many jobs I have been denied 
Because that law was tired.
So Mr. Sergeant Eye Candy
Thank you for your time.
But this effort was a waste 
Because I do not wish to run
I am already participating in a race.