We remember. We respect. But do we understand? We have never looked into the feverish eyes. We have never heard the sound of battle. Never smelt the blood splattered dirt. Never even thought about fear. War is reality. A pointless struggle for power. No one has suffered more for our country. For freedom. For our freedom. We live our lives never truly thinking. We never stop to think about how lucky we really are. Everybody is too caught up in their own lives and their own problems. Nothing compares. I wonder. Is it ever sunny when the men are fighting? Or is it always a downcast day? Should the sun still continue shining? Should the moon and the stars still shine at night? Dreams shattered. The safeness of sleep and night destroyed. Hope. Courage. Never knowing whether you would live another day.