LETTER OF A SOLDIER
HUNNI ITS COLD HERE AT NIGHT ALL I HEAR IS SCREAMS AND PEOPLE RUNNING IN FRIGHT-I BEEN HERE SO LONG STARTING TO THINK IS THIS WRONG-I'VE SEEN SO MANY DIE SO MANY MOTHERS CRY- LOST SO MANY FRIENDS THINKIN IN MY HEART WHEN WILL THIS END-THE OTHER DAY I GOT ON MY KNEES AND PRAYED HOPING THAT ALL THESE CRAZY THINGS IN MY HEAD WILL GO AWAY BUT THEY JUST STAY-IM HAVING NIGHTMARES IN MY DREAMS THINKING FIGHTHING FOR FREEDOM ISNT EVERYTHING IT SEEMS-I HOPE ALL IS WELL AT HOME CAUSE HERE I FEEL COLD AND ALONE-EVERYDAY ITS THE SAME IM BURYING ANOTHER BROTHER I THINK IM GOING INSANE-WELL HUNNI I HOPE I CAN MAKE IT BACK OUT OF THIS HELLHOLE WE CALL IRAQ
