March 13, 200421 yr Singed up for his country.Doing "what was right".Thru the Training and the hardship.Soldier was brought to fight.Best soldier in his barrack.Best soldier in his camp.Best Soldier Means Nothing now.Amidst the Rolling Tanks.Desert sands blow past. The soldier holds his gun.Red hues of an iraq nightfall.The soldier watches the sun.In the heat of battle.The whistle of tank shells.Time seems to stand still.in this living hell.A lone iraqi Soldier.Stares him in the face.A single tear in one eye,As he stands there in this place.Compassion, hate, and sorrow.In the soldiers thoughts.as he takes aim and shootsThe enemy hits the floor.The day is nearly over.But tomorrow will come more.The soldier just a pawn.Fighting the politicians war.
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