He carries his country in his heart,
Leaving loved ones behind,
Bidding them goodbye,
Will he see them again?
Off he goes to fight for country,
Into battle he goes,
He risks his life,
Wiping away terrorists.
Landmines buried on dusty roads,
Rockets blasting nearby,
His friend falls,
The excruciating sound of pain.
He’s sent off to keep the peace,
Crowded streets of protestors,
Filled with hatred and anger,
When will this end?
Fortunately, he will go home,
He’ll never be the same again,
Never forgetting the horrors he saw,
As he deeply mourns those killed.
Rampurple 