Soldier's Sorrow
Spoke to a friend the other day;
To my dismay he had much to say;
About the way he was living;
The losing hand he and others were given;
Missing holidays with loved ones;
Fighting a war no one had won;
Enduring unbearable heat and lonely nights
Fighting for rights with little light;
To the end of a selfish cause;
That most don't even care about;
Endless days and nights he does count;
As the time mounts with no answers;
From the mouths of those breeding cancers;
Into the lands of innocent folk;
Who have done nothing to provoke;
This insane war joke, such a bad dream;
Over, it should have been deemed;
An end to this selfish cause.
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