Waving up high
Is a flag so tall...
Dear President Bush,
How are you this fine day...
We are sent to fight on a distant shore.
Most of us have never even been there before...
Freedom isnt free
to get freedom...
AS I ponder'd in silence,
Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering...
For every American tear
that has braught out our biggest fear...
"Dear Lord"
She said...
The world around me
Isnt great...
Gash my wrists
Slit your soul...
My brothers fighting for this land,
He thinks it is worth the loss...
The battle has begun
it is now a matter of life and death...
It's so easy to forget that men and women every...
it makes me feel so guilty that they're out there...