There are tears in his eyes

As he sits on his bed and cries

He loathes that it is so easy to reminisce how he feels

His remaining friends watch him in awe as he kneels.



One by one they do the same

Each one silently thinking of a fallen soldier’s name

He gets up, knowing he has to get ready to leave

So he could go home to his family and grieve.



When the soldier sees his wife’s face

He sees her miseries leave without a trace

He sees his kids for the first time in years

As he hugs them, he erases all of their fears.



Basically, without heroes like the man above

Who show they feel about our country with love

Many of us would not be here today

Instead, our souls would be floating in the sky

Far away.