As I leave your bosom and embark on this journey
I know not if I shall return to your fold.
I know only that I leave one mother to go serve another,
That I leave to protect both you and her.
You birthed me mother; you gave me my first breath
But my nation gave me my identity, my respect.
I need to go now, need to rise to the occasion
For my country needs me, I need to protect my nation.
Should I come back mother know that I did succeed.
But should I fall in service, know that I did heed,
The call of my calling, the profession I swore to serve.
Know that I tried and from that I never once wavered.
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