A Soldiers Eyes
Squinting through the scope of a soldiers gun
Another iraqi militant on the run
Road side bombs and ariel flares
Tracer bullets flying everywhere
Massive killings in the streets
The bodies of hundreds on bloodied sheets
Kicking down doors raiding their homes
Tracking them in tunnels of darkness they roam
The hot summer sun is boiling our brains
Another soldier crys out in agony and pain
we swarmed and searched and found no nukes
this is a meaningless war and were ready to puke
How many more men Mr President must die
We know we are over here because of a lie
We miss our children family and friends
Bring us back home so we can live again.
Troy F Cooper
Copyright ©2007 Troy F Cooper
