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As the Wolf stands guard on a hill above,
And the Eagle soars leading with his love.
I will follow where they lead,
And lend a hand where there is a need.
You see I promised them so long ago.
As I touched their names on a Wall of stone.
I will not let my brothers down,
I will search them out and bring them home.
Home to healing and gratefulness.
Home to family that have stood the test.
Home to help and home to love.
Home to the Grace of God above.
If the age of time should find my porch,
Then I ask my brothers to pick up the torch.
And follow the Wolf and Eagle too,
Where ever now they are leading you.
So until God says my work is done,
This Soldier in Me will carry on.
Many miles to go before I sleep,
And many promises I will keep.
The guns still crack so very loud
..never forget that aweful
chatter..
and blades of choppers always last...
can't seem to stop or does it matter?
Heat in waves will rise to greet ..
the dankness of the air...
and every move you make tho slowly...
Is always heard
somewhere..
Yat can tell you and so can Al...
how life can leave so
quick..
and breath comes slowly to the dying...
so very slow and
thick..
And dreams can take you back in seconds..
or words or
sounds or sight..
So sometimes it is hard to breathe...
even in the safe of
night..
Cause darkness is your enemy...
you cannot cry out loud..
You cannot cough or light a smoke...
unless you think in clouds..
The sweat runs thick across your chest...
from fear...not
from the heat..
and every fiber of your soul...
says the Maker you will
meet..
You taste the mud ..and blood and tears..
till it makes you somewhat ..weird..
and When you move you realize now
humaness has left as you feared..
Every action creates a reaction..
so swift and with out thought.
You kill those who may confront your safety..
With reflexes
that you've wraught.
You become so reactive, that the smell of death ..
comes to
you in a flash..
and you know your Number was not the one...
That was killed there in that Blast.
And many days of battle..steel you,
into a dangerous machine..
that kills with out so much a reason...
Kills fast and hard and clean..
The problem here now is changing that.
So again a Brother can Love.
And it takes strong couples to weather the storm..
But most of all help from above..
So many have failed
..but it's up to us now..
This room here with the Answer?
So reach out to me please..
and reach out to those..
Who still May be Satan's dancer.
