Dust to Dust

They see us

We hide

We see them

They hide.

Round of bullet

Break of dawn

I can hear them

Sitting on my lawn.

Now I sit retired

Ages ago I fought

I can still hear them

Clearly in my thoughts.

War, war, war

We kept chanting

To return home

We never stopped fighting

My friends died

Battle killed them

Few left handicapped

By memories of unspoken

I still get scared

Wake up in middle of night

Sometimes I feel proud

Of all the battles and fight.

What I used to be

A soldier and a hero

Two capes I wore

When I fought at ground zero