Many are the times we contemplate our lives
the meaning of it all, should we ever fall
 Children and their cries of their war straught lives
echo of the bombs and buildings when they fall
 Damage that is wrought for freedom that is sought
tho the price is high, the freedom finally bought
 The dead and the dying all for freedom trying
just to strive to live, out their lives that god did give
 Who is wrong and who is right, gets all lost within the fight
the meaning of it all, forgotten in the battle call
 The machine gun screams hollow, bringing death, cries of sorrow
then the planes fly by raining death down from the sky
 All will try to run, tho soldiers some are none
looking for some place to hide, seeking shelter as they die
 The bombs and bullets fly, promises of death
thee words are never lies
 As thebattle rages, lives are not forsaken
each in their turn, feeling bullets as they burn
through the heart and soul, tho some do not bleed
they all take their toll
 So when this war is over, all the soldiers gone
those who're left behind struggle to carryon
 Just to strive, to live
out their lives that God did give

SPC Knight Gregory M
U.S. Army Kuwait OIF 1