Two of my best friends told me that one day they want to join the military. This is for them. It will be followed by another poem.


Death and destruction

That is what I see

And the pain I feel

Is oh so real.

I'm fighting for everything I believe

And for everyone

Who believes in me.

I'm counting down the days

Until I come home

I don't know

If I'll make it

But I hope I do.

I don't want to die,

Not here,

But if I die

At least I'll die proud and

I hope that you'll be proud of me

'Cause I'm just an American Soldier

Fighting for the good old