Too much seen through cloudy eyes,
Of which I should never myself see.
Entwined sadness roping your heart.
I can not stop what continues to bleed.
â€”Hands frozen but blood red stained.
Too many prayers thrown to the Lord,
Of which I should never myself listen.
I, Myself remain an eager voice unheard.
But shaking hands dare not hold my own.
â€”Defenses built so heart can not tumble.
Too many secrets locked in an enchanted box,
Of which I should never myself hold the key.
For never should I pick the lock you have made.
I can not force you to reveal what you refuse.
â€”Weaken those lies you have been told.
Too many things I can not understand,
Yet the world you reside within makes sense.
What you consider to be a band of brothers,
Makes me break down when you have gone.
â€”But forever you remain a military man.