A lonely man

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.

 

 

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