A Soldiers Thought
As I lay here in the dirt,
With blood stains on my shirt.
I thought about life,
My kids and my wife.
I thought about my decision,
To fight in this division.
I thought about what would happen if I made it,
If I got another chance would I take it?
I thought about the wounded men,
Would I ever see them again?
As I hear the gunshots,
And think these thoughts,
I think will I ever think again?
With blood stains on my shirt.
I thought about life,
My kids and my wife.
I thought about my decision,
To fight in this division.
I thought about what would happen if I made it,
If I got another chance would I take it?
I thought about the wounded men,
Would I ever see them again?
As I hear the gunshots,
And think these thoughts,
I think will I ever think again?
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