THIS BRAVE SOLDIERS EYES,
ARE FILLED WITH SADNESS AND GRIEF,
AS THE IMAGE OF WAR,
IS STILL BEYOND BELIEF.
WHERE AT ANY MOMENT,
THE ENEMY MAY APPEAR,
AND THE BRAVEST OF MEN,
KNOW THE COLD TOUCH OF FEAR.
THESE EYES HAVE SEEN,
THE GRIP OF DEATH,
AS MEN TOO YOUNG,
DRAW THEIR FINAL BREATH.
TO THOSE THAT HAVE WITNESSED,
THE DESTRUCTION OF WAR,
LIFE IS NEVER THE SAME,
AS IT WAS BEFORE.
AND THE EYES OF THE SOLDIER,
SHOWS THE PAIN THAT HE FEELS,
AS HE LIVES EVERY DAY,
WITH THOSE WOUNDS THAT WON'T HEAL
STILL THERE REMAINS A WAR WITHIN,
WHERE THE HEART OF THE SOLDIER LIES,
FOREVER MORE TO VIEW THIS WORLD,
THROUGH A SOLDIERS EYES.
BY: CHRIS WOOLNOUGH
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Legacy Of War
The Tears I Shed
A Soldier's Cry
Never Forget
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