The difference

The difference between him and them.

They stay up for 16 hours
He stays up for days on end.

They take a warm shower to help them wake up.
He goes days or weeks without running water.

They complain of a “headache”, and call in sick.
He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.

They put on their anti war/don’t support the troops shirt, and go meet up with their friends.
He still fights for their right to wear that shirt.

They make sure their cell phone is in their pocket.
He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.

They talk trash about their “buddies” when they aren’t around.

He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.

They walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.
He walks the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.

They complain about how hot it is.
He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.

They go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got their order wrong.
He doesn’t get to eat today.

Their mom makes their bed and washes their clothes.
He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.

They go to the mall and get their hair done.
He doesn’t have time to brush his teeth today.

They are angry because their class ran 5 minutes over.
He’s told he will be held over an extra 2 months.

They call their lovers and set a date for tonight.
He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.

They hug and kiss their lovers, like they do everyday.
He holds his letter close and smells his love’s perfume.

They roll their eyes as a baby cries.
He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they’ll ever meet

They criticize my government, and say that war never solves anything.
He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.

They hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.
He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.

They see only what the media wants them to see.
He sees the broken bodies lying around him.

They are asked to go to the store by their parents. They are too busy.
He does exactly what he is told.

They stay at home and watch TV.
He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.

They crawl into their soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.
He crawls under a tank for shade and a 5 minute nap, only to be woken by gunfire.

They sit there and judge him, saying the world is probably a worse place because of men like him.
If only there were more men like him

Land of the FREE BECAUSE of the BRAVE

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