"Causalities of War"

I've been to hell

To fight and die

The people of this country

Still asking why

Why did you go

Willing to fight

Why don't you care

About doing what's right

Do you get off on it

Have an urge to kill

or a brainwashed Soldier

Who enjoys the thrill

I'm inhumane

So they say

Cause I took a life

To see another day

If only they seen

The pain in my eyes

After that first kill

The tears I cried

That little child

Maybe three years old

A bullet between the eyes

As my heart grew cold

Why you ask

Did the child die

to kill his pain

as the Abrams tracked by

The orders followed

Were plain and clear

We stop for nothing

We must strictly ad hear

The child was laying

In the middle of the street

Hajis with cell phone

Walking their beats

Unable to avoid

The child so near

The possibilities of an IED

Was my number one fear

I shot between the eyes

To minimize the pain

Knowing in my heart

The Abrams could not refrain

Afraid of hearing 

The screaming so loud

Of the child being crushed

and you think I'm proud

You think I don't

Stay awake at night

a victim of my actions

and easy to fright

Now you why

My heart grew cold

The man I am today

Could not be foretold

Whenever I see

a young child alone

I'm taken back to the day

His body laying prone

I don't speak much

of my time in the dust

I find it difficult to love

Even harder to trust

So, tell me again

What you think of me

because of my actions

Your speech is free

The freedom you enjoy

Was payed with my life

I gave all I had

Nothing left for my wife

I've been alone and unhappy

Since I stepped off the sand

I walk alone

She no longer holds my hand

This I've given

To keep you free

My present and future

Everything that was me...