This world is vicious, unmerciful, cruel and cold yet loving, warm, brave and bold. The day comes when soldiers are sent out to war knowing that the grave is forever more. As soon as a child comes from the womb shall he be sent to an early tomb? And if the men fight bold and brave shall they be sent to a shallow grave? The swords will slash and warriors die suffering as the carnage fly all soldiers knowing that death is surely nigh. Many an arrow has been flung yet the monstrous war has just begun, and many a soldier, daughter or son slaughtered before their lives begun. If warriors fight fierce yet in vain should it be the mothers unbearable pain? She spends the rest of her life grieving alone knowing her son shall never come home. No it shall not be! Tis that the price of victory!? But if we long for peace and know it's true we'll fight for that and fight for you. When deaths are counted and friends are lost we know that victory in war comes at a cost. While guns are blazing in the war we'll be gazing at the door, waiting, watching for you to come home and let you know you're not alone. If you dream of peace instead of gore you'll know what you're fighting for. We are fighting for family, country, peace, and love, and are blessed from heaven above. We're not politicians, poets or scribes we're veterans and that's our pride. No more pain, death, bloodshed, or scorn for never again shall we be war torn!
Thank you all veterans that serve our great country.
