The fact is I really don't know what to write about tonight. I was watching something on tv that made me want to write about soldiers and the war, but I don't know anything about it. Plus I haven't really lost anyone from the war. Sure I know a few people who've gone to war or who are there right now, but I don't claim to be their best friends or know a heck of a lot about them. Then reality hit me, so many of them are kids yet, they are my age. I wanted to join the Military, I wanted to go into the reserves, I wanted to be able to serve my country but I'm not allowed. I've got a disability that keeps me from doing even basic training stuff, so I am never going to be able to serve in the military. So tonight I was thinking of a poem that expresses how I feel, we'll see how this goes.
It was always an idea
Join the services
Help my country
I know plenty that did
Some I used to call peers
Life has its own choices though
Because of disability I couldn't
So now I hear stories
I've listened to artist sing about it
I'm grateful for my freedom
I'm grateful for our military
I'm grateful for my country
And I'm proud of what we stand for
I may not be able to fight
Not in the physical war
No, but I can fight
In the spiritual war
In the emotional war
There's war here
No guns no bombs
But violence, poverty
Sinful nature
Wicked people
That I can fight against
That I can wage war against
There are all types of heroes
What type are you
