War Through a Soldiers Thoughts

Sat on a décolleté mountaintop. Me my rifle and my camouflage top Four other bodies waiting with me Waiting for the bombs to drop. It will be our turn to see What the army has in stall for me. We smell the fear From the town below Message over the radio ‘Its time to go’ Now lets see if the army is for me. Bullets flying overhead Only by chance I aint dead Think of my family back at home Waiting for that dreaded phone call. Letting them know i was the one to fall. We fought for hours To stay alive Just for a medal cant call it pride Memories of this remain When I seen my mates Walking over their graves And I wanted to see what the army has for me? People ask What did the army do for you? Do I reply? Gave me a rifle A licence to kill. Newspapers put smiles on people’s faces We won the battle the country is safe If they had only seen The atrocity in that place The shame on the men and women’s faces When they left that forsaken place. We all wanted to see What the army has for me Fields full of promises Miles of empty lies Chambers full of empty dreams And you still wonder why they cry.