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On a patrol for the good so far from their home
Professional in their minds, never to roam

But this is a world, where feelings are forgotten
Damning souls of destruction fuelled with gun-cotton

For on rocky outcrops and deserted sand paths
Lie hidden dangers to take life from it's grasp

Coalition troops, our children just boys
Doing their duty for their orders employ

On missions they set out to rid insurgent scum
Against a tactic so great, guerrilla warfare hit and run

Recent news has informed us, that another has been downed
A father, uncle or son, leave another family tear drowned

Another hidden device in his face has exploded
Their hunger to hate once again has been loaded

Medics rush in to save the life of their soul
Knowing when he's home, another stat for wars toll

Many weeks he recuperates, behind bandages and care
Visited by friends, but only his children do stare

His strength now regained, but not the man he once was
A silence beckons then turns to applause

Assisted by comrades as he is led to collect
His medal of valour whilst inside he reflects

In his future years knowing his children grow strong
For he's in a dark world, where he doesn't belong

Emotions so many will follow his years
For when this blind man cries, we must share in his tears







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