Cry Out My Screams

The dawn of day breaks the night Through cigarette smoke there's a hazy light Cold shivers still remain Memory of a face still causes pain Homeward bound, no injuries to see But will they ever care or know what's inside of me? War makes a man become a beast War breaks the man and lets his hell release They look at me with pride, some with fear Though I see through the same eyes; that person they all loved is not here Now a legal murderer sits before them, one who can't stop his hands shaking! A quiet, humble man now he will become For deep down I know just what he's done I see my young sister and tears fill my eyes Her innocence, pride and love; she simply can't disguise I remember a boy screaming his sisters name On the hellicopter out of hell I saw him holding her in his arms and over the rotor blades I could hear his pain His face looking at me and his demanding screams of WHY? When our boots hit the ground she had to die? When battle takes hold and bullets fire into the flame Explosions crack the fabric of the night, senses die in pain I look at my face and see death behind my eyes I recognise the features of the boy I liked in this man's reflection that I now despise I pray for the sun to go down so I can kneel alone in the dark Where I can cry out my screams........ for the family who's world we tore apart. Written 15th January 2017