Fallen Soldier
On the battle field,
Bullets whipping by,
The soldier breathes.
He breathes the dust,
The Sweat,
The blood of his fallen comrades,
For his country.

As he fights for his country,
The country watches tv,
Eats there greasy McDonalds,
And watches there CNN,
Thinking the know what’s going on,
But how can they,
If they don't care to think.

The soldier fights a way,
Giving his breath for the constitution and your rights
"Defending" His country by attacking another.
Fighting in a battle he might die in
And his memoriam is Having him mentioned,
In a newspaper no one reads
So you can live to Stuff yourself another day

In Memoriam of those who died in Iraq