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And His name was Sam


(poems go here)The camouflage of the hidden soldiers The heavy breathing of the frightened one No name, the shame Bloodshed undone. The guns poised at the ready Hearts beating too fast the end is near Another life will pass The rapmpage across the field The taste of fear and blood and sweat Everything so surreal nowhwere near the victory yet A sudden shot A breath torn away Another lost soul Oh what a sad day A little girl miles away Writes a letter Waits every day Next to the window During sun snow and rain Her breath is a whisper,her heart is in pain The Star Spangled banner full of stars and such The little girl sees this And for her its too much Detached voices tell her hes gone He wont ever come home He will never write back Never pick up the phone The little girl trembles; they will never understand How much he meant to her, He was her brother, this man And to them he is nothing Just another casualty in war They dont care about his name, Their judgemnet of him is so poor They come to the door say "you don't know how sorry I am For your little boy Kyle" And the little girl Pam Gives a sad smile "His name was Sam".
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