• Lying face
    Down in the mud
    Fumbling for sight
    Leaning that maybe,
    Just maybe,
    He wasn't meant for this.
    He's only a boy
    Barely 18
    He didn't see it coming.
    But all his life, his friends
    Going to war,
    He had to help them.
    The pain of the world is
    Consumed inside the
    soldier.
    And that's what he's learning.
    War is pain and death,
    death hurts.
    For he will never see
    the sun rise.
    Never hear the birds sing.
    But he learned that day
    War isn't a game.
    He learned that
    Soldiers hold the pain.,