An American Soldier

© By Anonymous
I'm an American Soldier, just trying to get by.
Sometimes I wish I could break down and cry.
I'm over here protecting your freedom,
Yet I feel you have forgotten me.
Over here across the sea,
I hear the words spoken to me,
Words of hatred and of pain.
It makes me feel there is nothing to gain.
I try to hold on and keep strong,
Thinking of home and how I'm not alone.
I keep on thinking how I hate to be away -
yet I know how much I want to stay.
Being here is more than war - it is a time to let the Eagle soar.
Freedom doesn't come naturally, it comes with time, and with me.
It comes with people standing up - it comes with hope - not with luck.
I will never think of war the same - I won't always give Bush the blame.
I can not promise the date when I am home.
But I promise you one thing, I won't leave you alone.

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