A lonely man can only grimace,
At what he sees before him,
A world full of sin,
His mind speaks history like a maze.
A lonely man can only be sad,
As he only remembers the bad,
When the war,
Took away what he fought for,
Eyes just filled with words lover and dad.
A lonely man recalls,
When he had to use that gun,
Not like cowboy and Indians for fun,
This was real, so chilling,
The noise still haunts him in every way.
A lonely man no longer smiles,
As he sees what happened that day,
He wishes he could wish it away,
Just for a little while at least,
Back then he felt as brave as a beast.
A lonely man can only hope,
That we don’t
See what happened in that war fight,
It was a heart wrenching horrible sight.
Now he feels nothing but broke.