Hero
I'm not the hero you make me out to be
I haven't lost any friends
No one has been saved because of me
I'm not running out in the trenches
Or wandering the war torn streets
I haven't heard the bombs hit the base
Laid awake at night and pray for gods grace
My life's never been threatened
I've never wondered if today would be my last
I've never lost a brother in my hands
Laid down at night on the soft cold sand
Or come back to a home to the ones I love
Come back changed from the sights I've seen
And live with a burden that lasts a lifetime
You may think I'm a hero, but I disagree
No, I'm not a hero to me...?
Copyright © Ken Greene | Year Posted 2010
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