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| A SOLDIER'S THOUGHTS
Here I lay in the cold dark sand, thinking of war, with this fun in my hand. Wondering what tomorrow may bring, as I look upon my wedding ring. Who will raise my son and love my wife, if Saddam Hussein takes my life? He won't back down,he's as stubborn as a mule: He doesn't know anything of a golden rule. I hope my son is like me, fight for his country, so all can be free. It's a job no one wants to do, but we are still free both me and you. Some people say that shouldn't fight, that in a war no one is right. If everyone knew right from wrong, there would be no war, only song. I'll do my job tho it may take my life, so freedom can be had, by my son and my wife. My life is in my maker's hands as he watches over me in this foreign land. I'll be here til the job is done, in the darkest night or hottest sun. I'll help these people take a stand, against Saddam Hussein who's taken their land. When this is over and again I am home, from our free country I'll never roam. So the freedom we enjoy in our fair land, can also be had, by our fellow man. From a Viet Nam Vet "You are not alone" |
