Single Tear


So far from home
My child and my wife
My best friend
Whom I had to leave
And sometimes war isn’t worth the price.
I shot my first man
Saw the life drain from his eyes
I returned to the barracks
A single tear rolled down my cheek
And sometimes war isn’t worth the price.
I returned to the field
My friend and my brother
I watched as he was gunned down
The Major told me not to look back
And sometimes war isn’t worth the price.
I kept going and didn’t look back
No time to bury the fallen
But victory was at hand
Until I saw the pain we wrought
And sometimes war isn’t worth the price.
I came back home to my wife and child
Yet even a firework on the 4th
Brings back my brother
It sends me to hell
I weep
Was war ever worth the price?

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