Warrior Here Am I Send Me
You did not do it because the crowd was doing it. You did not do it for the money. You did not do it for the promise of glory. You joined because you had to—not financial, legal or any other obligations, but an internal one. Because something deep inside you fueled you to push yourself to the limit and, in the process, do well by others. You joined because no one else would, and the weight fell on you.
You started when you took the oath. You finalized it when you went to training. You proved your commitment when you went to additional schools that pushed yourself. You proved yourself on the job.
One of the most popular quotes from the St. Crispin’s Day speech is the “we few, we lucky few” part. But the preceding build up to that notable passage says just as much:
That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse; We would not die in that man’s company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is call’d the feast of Crispian. He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbors, And say “To-morrow is Saint Crispian.” Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say “These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.” Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot, But he’ll remember, with advantages, What feats he did that day.
It says that you were there. It says you did it when other wouldn’t. You took the call when your people called.
You stand because other won’t. Here I am, send me -