A pack of lies

I've been in one of my moods lately

We were sent to defend a lie
that doesn't matter now
With the past long dead and buried
deep in the hallowed ground

We're nothing but old war stories
of blood soaked memories
Of fire fights and flash air strikes
and mortar batteries

You wanna hear a war story
The one tale I can tell
The day I killed my first hajji
My soul went straight to hell

The one thing you need to know
You have to understand
Those we voted into power
Our blood is on their hands

The architects of a nightmare
For me will never end
Was nothing but a pack of lies
We were sent to defend

Author's Note

That's pretty much it

Reviews

[Emerald Seas]

Well said, Mark. Well said!

[Baby Ricochet]

Semper Fi ////

[Jack...]

That's pretty much it...I'll say. Rant on my friend...at least we are listening.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Jack