Soldierhood

November 8, 2012

A light in the dark is all to look toward A tunnel, a window, a crack in the door Though many have fallen I'd the luck to be found 'Neath that red, white and blue Whilst I laid in the ground A sacrifice, maybe A hero, they say But a brother's a brother Not a price to be paid

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amanda.stark10Nov 8, 2012

"Why do you do it man? Why? You some kind of war junkie? I won't say a god damn work. Why? They won't understand. They won't understand why we do it. They won't understand it's about the men next to you. That's it. That's all it it." -Hoot (Black Hawk Down)