A Thin Line
All these soldiers standing big and strong...
Who is going to catch you when you vanish from existence
and all your dreams are gone...
The bartender ask: What's your fancy tonight
You replied man, I don't know
Give me something that will take me to new heights
I saw a veteran rolled up in a card board box
Death before dishonor,come on government we are not asking a lot....
A brother down the street ,died in a telephone booth with a purple heart
in his hand
You offered a salute and a fancy band
Are you feeling me
I'm bowing to the masters on mended knee
I love this country the red, white , and blue
You come home suffering all burned out ,and confused
Man has been tainted by war ,and destruction
People are dying like it's natural or nothing
Receiving news that another soldier has perished from afar...
You can't pretend with the mind
This phase of war will drip , drip , like time
Copyright © Shirley Matthews | Year Posted 2007
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