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In Service Done
He’s a young old man as he Shambles down the street With his thousand yard stare so His eyes and yours seldom meet. Some times he’s sober Sometimes he’s not Sometimes it depends on How much money he’s got. And he tries to keep smart, Keep a shine on his shoes And he fights like hell To keep off the booze. And his bottomless eyes Hide the things that he’s seen In service of his country, In service of his Queen. Respected in his regiment He knows not to expect Consideration for his rank Or much civilian respect. Just an old soldier Ruined by his trade Wracked in despair by some Of the calls that he’s made. And you walk in freedom Because of him and his kind While he’s on the scrap heap, Guilt and despair on his mind. Trained to obey and If necessary to kill, In civilian life Not a transferable skill. Spare him a thought The next time he walks by: There but for fortune Could have walked you or I. A young old man wracked By what he’s done and seen In the service of his country, In the service of his Queen.
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