Bring them home

You wear your khaki clothes,
With the pride of a nation,
What did they do for you?
You're fighting a war,
You shouldn't be there,
This has nothing to do with you,
It's not our affair,
We want you home,
Can you remember us?
Our clothes, our face, our love?
What have they done?
Have they made you torture?
Have they made you kill?
How many more will have to die,
Before we can see you again?
We miss you so much,
We can't help but cry,
What ever would we do,
If you should die?
Do they hurt you?
Do they care?
Do they no what you go through,
Every single day,
The fear the death the pain,
It has to stop,
They need to bring you home,
How many more must die?
How many families destroyed?
Before they realize,
What they've done?
You wear your khaki clothes,
With the pride of a nation,
What did they do for you?