Soldiers Thoughts

Soldiers Thoughts 

My mother told me when I was a lad

if I weren’t good I’d go somewhere bad

Now I sit here with the men’s dying screams

and wonder if this is where she means

Each day becomes harder as we sit with the lice

Men choke and shudder but scream in the night

I sit here freezing and unwell

I can’t help but think this is my personal Hell

Patiently waiting trying to disguise our fright

hoping to God he’ll show mercy tonight

Rats eat the flesh of less fortunate souls

Despair fills the air with the horrors untold

So as you sit in front of your TV

take a moment to think of me

A forgotten face lost in time

you have a future I lost mine