Our Country's hero's

Our men and woman over  seas fighting a fight for what we call to be free,
 dying so we can live our lives Children growing up with out a parent,
 spouses loosing each other.
 We all take what they do for granted, once gone forgotten,
I say fuck that, so many have died for me,
 I will be one to stand proud and give my thanks.
 I am able to walk around a proud woman, have thoughts
and say what I feel because people I don't know died,
They don't just go over seas what about the one's who fight here everyday?
 Like the police that come when someone is beating the hell out of their wife,
 or the firemen who rush in to save your house.
 They may not be over seas but they still fight and die for us everyday.
And what do we do for them? There is a wall somewhere written
 in stone all the names of the fallen ones, but once again after they
 are gone they are for gotten
Its a sad fact but it's true, you see the man walking down the street
 the one who was burnt so badly people now call him a freak,
 just a year ago saved three children from a fire, or what about the fat girl
 at school the one who is teased so bad she cries everyday, but did
 you know she lets her dad takes her every night just so he don't touch her
 baby sister,
my point here is hero's come in all shapes and sizes, not all wear a uniform
 some look just like me and you. so don't hate or call names cause you never
 know when you will need a hero.