Army Greens

July 13, 2013

Dressed in army greens

Brown boots, tags around his neck

Finally he’s home

No trace of a smile

He is very different now

Finally he’s home

He was in the field

Said fireflies kept him safe

Finally he’s home

Uniformity

An American Soldier

Finally he’s home

A license to kill

Trained to win, never to lose

Finally

he’s

home

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