How many loves
Must you pass through
Till you find the one
That's made for you
As you stir the ***
Taste a few
Find they're not
The right mix of stew
How many loves
Must you pass through

How many loves
Must you pass through
Before your heart
Gets a clue
Beating in rhythm
Of more than just you
In the hope that it's given
The one that's true
How many loves
Must you pass through

How many loves
Must you pass through
Till the one that you meet
Is a powerful glue
That sticks perfectly
To the best part of you
Holding on tight
Not shaking loose
How many loves
Must you pass through

What if you...
Only loved those that love you
How would they know
If that love was true
Would it change a thing
Would it bring meaning
If you loved those you knew
That only loved you

What if you...
Never once compromised
Saw life through others eyes
Saw the other person's side
If you only did your thing
With no concern for another being
What would you find
If you never compromised

What if you...
Never took the hard road
But always the easy way
With the lightest load
Would it strengthen you
Would your step be true
If you never took the road
Hardest to get through

What if you...
Only saw the past
Never dreamed of what's ahead
Only dream of what you left
Would you be stuck
In the place you are
Never getting far
If the past was in your heart

What if you...
Only took the winning side
Would you learn lessons in this life
If it was nothing but a free ride
If no lessons were ever taught
If a battle you never lost
I wonder what you'd find
If you only took the winning side

The turkey's on
Old man Johnson's farm
All wised up this year

Logging on
To Amazon
About mid November

With Halloween out of the way
They were bound to save
On the items they would need

Which worked out great
Cause all they could afford to pay
Was in scratched up chicken feed

The pigs helped in
The ordering
As it's a well known fact

That being turkey's
They're always in a hurry
And ain't nobody got time for that

They saved up extra seed
For quick delivery
When you're on the cliffs edge dancing

Coming down to it
This being life or death
There's no need to take chances

In the nick of time
The package arrived
On the day required

The fateful day
Known to our hero's as shake and bake
November 23rd

On that morning when
Old man Johnson then
With ax in hand stepped outside

Where he tried to think
Had he ever seen
So many cows in his life

In between the moo's
He heard a gobble or two
Which in itself is very strange

Plus the Amazon bill
For umpteenth costume cows
He just can't quite explain

there's a process you go through
painting with the color blue
though it comes in many shades
seldom does it go away

a life unmoved in solitude
painting with the color blue
colors run but not far away
cheek to cheek, face to face

you find in time it's what you do
painting with the color blue
you even try to mix the paint
but the color always stays the same

Did you ever once dream
Or ever twice think
That your love for drugs
Would be all that you need

Or when you were a kid
Out of all that you did
That the habit you'd kick
Would be your innocence

On the verge of death
With little to no time left
A secret we know
But from you it's been kept

Did you not think at one time
This could be your life
And this would be the way
You'd find the way to die

May God have mercy on your soul
And the ones left out in the cold
When you're no longer here
While the rest of us grow old

Missing you more than you know
Without you here to show
But if the truth be known
We lost you a long time ago...

There's more to this life
Than just do and die

There's more to the flame
Than the flickering light

There's more to explain
Than more of the same

There's more to an introduction
Than just saying your name

There's more than we can see
That rests on you and me

There's more to a prayer
Than just bending the knee

There's more you can find
If you don't try and hide

There's more to the question
Than the asking of why

There's more to a relationship
Than just the saying of love

Which leaves more to this moment
Than the moment to come

We write of hate
We write of love
And other things
We know something of

At different angles
Add our lines
Take a spin
With what we find

Fact or fiction
Lies or truth
Being poets
It's what we do

We write of needs
We try and fill
Tug at hearts
Strengthen wills

From natures plight
To the call of man
We hold it all
Inside our pen

As the sage speaks
The pen moves
We say it all
It's what poets do

We write of days
Given away
A solace with
Something to say

Glimmer of hope
Much needed laugh
Rhyme for the reason
For feeling sad

A little off beat
Yet still in tune
Filling a need
It's what poets do

Don't be depressed
When you open your wallet
Or stick calloused hands
Into empty pockets

Where the lap that you have
Is not luxury
Don't worry,
The best things in life are free

From the smile of a child
To the holding of hands
Or when a friend gives
Words of encouragement
When someone you know
Says something nice
And you see that they mean it
By the look in their eyes
That soft warming glow
When you know you're in love
When that someone you love
Says you're more than enough
When the sun comes around
To another new day
Giving another chance
To get it all straight

So don't be depressed
When you open your wallet
Or stick calloused hands
Into empty pockets

Where the lap that you have
Is not luxury
Don't worry,
The best things in life are free

If love was a color
What one would you choose
A bright red bouquet
Or oceans of blue
The color of Fall
On a soft afternoon
Or would you decide
On the color chartreuse

Would it be the deep green
Of a walk in the park
Or the brilliant sunset
As the day's growing dark
Maybe the color that beats
Inside of the heart
With so many colors
Where would you start

Could it be the color of Spring
As her flowers set bloom
A gold wedding bells ring
On a warm afternoon
A mud red country road
On which to whistle a tune
Or would you choose them all
If you could choose

They think he's a bully
With the words that he speaks
They bring him up cruelly
Abhor his deeds

Can't stand the sight
Or the sound of his voice
They think he's a bully
Does he give them a choice

They think he's a bully
But he doesn't let that
Get in his way
Takes life to the mat

They say that they wont
No never, no not
They think he's a bully
What choice have they got

They think he's a bully
Says and does what he feels
Barks out his orders
While ordering meals

The crowd is aghast
Thinking this can't be real
They think he's a bully
As he hammers out deals

They think he's a bully
On the world stage
I'd say his name
But that might give it away

Your comfort is under the stars at night
Wherever your head may lay
Now it lays low inside of the fight
As your life depends on staying awake

From the lowlands of the country
To the high tension of lawless disorder
Uncle Sam holds your dreams along with the key
As you find yourself sleeping with soldiers

It once was just you and your girl May Lou
Now it's more like Frank, Bob, and Bill
Sharing nightmares at night while in daytime you fight
Reality of **** or be killed

You don't dare let the men see you cry
You save that for under the covers
When you were a kid as sure as you now live
You never dreamed you'd be sleeping with soldiers

Missing mommas cooking back home makes you feel alone
Although you never really are
Scared for your life keeps you company all of the time
And you know that's bound to leave a scare

Making your way through one more frightful day
Hoping tomorrow you wake up one day older
But until that time you'll lay under the sky
As you continue sleeping with soldiers

We've all been given a life sentence
With no telling how long that will be
Before you know you could get early parole
While others take years before they're set free

Some spend hard time while some breeze through life
Which has a lot to do with attitude
If you find that you are behind those hard time bars
A well laid plan of escape is all up to you

So as we all serve out this life sentence
Shouldn't we make the best of it
I know it can be hard but what's worth it that's not
And if we have to be here we might as well live

There is no candy more lonely
Than a stick of licorice
It's a love hate affair where you do or don't care
That doesn't dare come with a makeup kiss

You can chew on that fact some think nasty at best
While some smile with blackened teeth
You either do or you don't, will or you won't
Think licorice is a scrumpdillyicious treat

I might know a thing or two
One thing is that I love you
The second one is much the same
I love you there and back again
I could go beyond all that
Into three, four, five, and six
Reasons that I love you so
Never once to let you go
If you need me to keep counting
Into seven, eight, nine, and ten
I'll do that and more for you
Because I know a thing or two

What would it be like
If towards the end of our lives
They showed a movie
Of our life and times

What would it be about
Would it draw a big crowd
What would the rating be
And would kids be allowed

Would they laugh or cry
Gladly pay the full price
When the scary parts played
Would they cover their eyes

Would we be ashamed
If our families came
At the end of the film
Would they see us the same

Would it be action packed
A Super Hero unmasked
If nobody else
Would our kids be impressed

Would they be happy or sad
When the credits rolled past
Would the movie explain
We did our very best

What would they find
If towards the end of our lives
They showed a movie
Of our life and times

In the up's that I have found
With the in's that help me out
Here and there and there about
There's only so much that I'm allowed

In the all that I can keep
That keeps on affecting me
Will take for granted in its deeds
Where no longer will I be free

For what looks good at the time
Sometimes comes back to bite
If you don't keep a watchful eye
And you let it run your life

For what's good can turn out bad
If you give it the upper hand
What started out as well laid plans
Becomes more of a demand

So be careful in what you do
Give all of your time to
Like you've heard and it is true
Can take a bite out of you

People look at me and grin
Wonder at the shape I'm in
Exactly what it is that makes me tick

I myself don't rightly know
How it comes or where it goes
I just hope to spend what little's left

Happy is as happy does
Guess I'm happy mostly because
I haven't let life get to me yet

I find it hard to sing the blues
When that song's so out of tune
And can't get that melody inside my head

So I'll continue the way I do
Living life set on cruise
Grinning through it all as I tick

to always have this feeling
a feeling that never quits
as it is more depressing
the deeper and darker that it gets

it seems that all these blackened walls
keep closing in on me
where there's not a day i can't recall
of ever feeling free

it's a miracle this broken heart
can keep up with its beats
this feeling that i'm not at all
never seems to leave

shadows in the corners of my soul
beating the happiness out of me
depression has the remote control
changing channels as i breathe

i always have this feeling
that i'm feeling will never quit
it gets more depressing
the deeper and darker that it gets

Do you feel the pangs of hunger
Do you feel the driving need
From one place to another
And all points in between

The music that we play today
Is slightly out of tune
But it's okay, we'll find our way
As we're all just passing through

You could complain about your circumstance
And the life that you've been thrown
Gaze around when you get the chance
In this you're not alone

Most times you can make a choice
In what you choose to do
So hold on tight and run the course
As we're all just passing through

You can press ******* the throttle
And watch it quickly pass you by
Fill your rear view mirror with sorrow
Speeding through this life

Or you could sit back and relax
Enjoy it all on cruise
Did you hear when I said that
We're all just passing through

hand me a secret
i'll give you a lie
say that i'll keep it
till the day that i die

whatever you say
is safe with me
until the moment
that i set it free

when you tell me a secret
i could explode
i'll drum roll and beat it
till everyone knows

strike up the band
call the dogs home
bend a few ears
polish the crome

tell me a secret
i'll never confess
that i'm soon to share it
with everyone else

as soon as i have it
in my hot little hands
i'll let go it, they'll know it
throughout the land

Pick me, pick me
Said the little poem from the back
It has been in the line so long
Longing to be read

It knows that it is special
You can see it in its rhyme
It just needs someone to read it
Spare a few minutes of their time

It tries its best not to sound desperate
As no one likes a whiny poem
Also knows some poems are more meaningful
And just wants to get along

It wasn't written by a famous poet
Like Dickinson or Walcott
But does it matter whose hand the pen is in
When you're jotting down your thoughts

As it now stands it'll stay in back
Waiting for the opportunity
To attract someone to take a chance
And give this little poem its read

You start with Coke
Regular
A glass bottle
Is preferred
If you're reaching for Pepsi
Get a clue
That sweet drink
Just won't do
A bag of peanuts
The salted kind
Which ever brand
Suits you fine
Grab your Coke
Pop the lid
Take a good
Long sip from it
Pour the peanuts
From the bag
Into the Coke
Till there's none left
Tilt it back
Drink and chew
Cause that's just what
You're supposed to do
If you're wondering what
This delicacy is called
It's Coke & Peanuts
That's Southern ya'll

Maybe it's the way she says my name
oh so syrupy sweet
Maybe it's a day like today
and every other day of the week

Maybe it's the way she makes me feel
when she makes me feel the way I do
Or maybe it's the way she gathers her stars
and tunes them to my moon

Maybe it's the way she makes my heart dance
when there's no music being played
Maybe it's how red she gets
when she's caught trying to misbehave

Maybe it's when the sunlight hits
the streaks of auburn in her hair
Or maybe it's her attitude of win or lose
she really doesn't care

Maybe it's the way the breeze carries
the smell of her perfume
Maybe it's the way she has her say
then leaves it up to you

Maybe it's the way she gives away
what most folk would miss
Or maybe if I think hard about it
it's more plus all of this...

It's up to you...
in how you do it
It's up to you...
in how you live
It's up to you...
if you never knew it
It's up to you...
in what you give
It's up to you...
to smile through it
It's up to you...
hit or miss
It's up to you...
save or lose it
It's up to you...
how deep you dig
It's up to you...
in how you play it
It's up to you...
in how it's kept
It's up to you...
in how you say it
It's up to you...
in where you step
It's up to you...
in how you spin it
It's up to you...
how you place your bets
It's up to you...
from the beginning
It's up to you...
until your death
It's up to you...

you say that you are sorry
are you sorry you said that
can't you think of anything
or is that all you have

sorry you got caught
sorry that you lied
sorry for the circumstance
in which somebody died

sorry is a word
we too often lend
take it back so we can have
it to use again

sorry for your problems
sorry for my mistakes
sorry that i didn't say
sorry on that day

sorry's for all occasions
be it early, be it late
be it clear or insincere
it's a word we often say

sorry but i didn't know
sorry that i did
sorry i didn't speak up sooner
but who am i trying to kid

take these words for all they're worth  
hold them tight or set them free
if you don't agree with me
then i am sorry

The promise we made that day on A1A
Whoever was left alive would drive
With the ashes in the seat, the first one to leave
Making it to the Keys one final time

Lived our lives with no thought who'd be the first one out
Every minute of every day along the way
No need for a starter gun as we were always on the run
Making life easier to give away than ever save

And don't life have a way of twisting in it's crazy run
With the jest of it's last twist is Jimmy's gone
Leaving me in the drivers seat, Jimmy's ashes next to me
Rolling down A1A like a song

As an afterthought Jimmy dreamed of being an astronaut
So we stopped off for a tour of Cape Canaveral  
Not really sure of why with Jimmy already in flight
Leaving far behind this crazy world

Was that him that spoke up dude let's go to Hollywood
But Florida's Hollywood only has shooting stars
Jimmy never once complained we were taking the long way
Or even asked me once where we were

Talked of life along the way from Pompano to Biscayne Bay
Top pulled back, blowing free in the wind
Last stop on this quest, the very edge of Key West
Where I mixed Jimmy's ashes with the sea and sand
Which was the last part of this A1A crazy plan

Long before we came to the I do
Long before the moment we met
There were plans in the making for us two
Long before Adam and Eve drew breath

God laid out his plans for us to both be here
From meeting upon meeting through time
Paving the way so we'd meet up that day
Where I could love you for the rest of my life

Our ancestors all were kindly involved
Yours meeting yours and mine meeting mine
Where one day I'd be saved to pay the cost
Of loving you for the rest of my life

I'm sure none of them had or have a clue
Of my gratitude or how deeply I am in debt
Because without them neither I nor you
Would be here to ever have met

The way that I write poetry
I don't give it too much time
To sit and stew over what it should do
I just toss it out onto the line

As there's another one soon to come
And it'll just be in the way
Where my mind seems to rhyme all of the time
With all that it has to say

I write it down, brush it off
Polish is a thing of the past
If I let it sit around, here and there there about
It loses the thoughts it needed to grasp

I try not to go intellectual
As intellectually doesn't work for me
If your looking for prime examples
Just read my poetry

I write it out fast and furious
Whatever's on my mind at the time
And if you're the least bit courious
You can read what I think in rhyme

As I toss it out onto the line...

I have seen those that suffer
At the hands of their own make
Thinking problem solved if they could all
Just up and move away

But they don't know what comes will go
With you to the place you are
Unless you change your attitude
And have a change of heart

Because problems will all follow you
Whether or not you want them to
You can break the chains and let them loose
But with no change of heart they'll do what they do

So before you plan out your escape
Thinking to run and start anew
It's not the ones you hang out with
But what hangs out inside of you

You can try a brand new landscape
Where no one knows who or where you are
But all will stay the same unless you take
With you a change of heart

Standing at the pantry
As another year flies by
I take out the same candles
I blew out this time last July

To celebrate your birthday
Another one you've missed
Maybe celebrate is to strong a word
When the death of you brought it all to this

I always bake your favorite cake
Store bought just won't do
You always said you liked the icing best
So I add an extra spoonful or two

The same number of candles from last year
As your years are put on hold
One thing about you not being here
Is you never do grow old

When the party's over
Candles burned a little further than before
I take them off with a lump in my throat
And close back the pantry door

Why is it you try and blame me
I have no control over history
Only with the time I have
And I have a hard enough time controlling that

Stop playing the victim in all of this
In your best interest get over it
Try standing on your own two feet
Instead of putting the past's blame on me

How will you ever get ahead
If you're always being beaten down by the past
Can't we treat the past as dead and gone
Learn from it and then move on

Instead of putting the blame on everyone else
Why not take a good look at yourself
You're a slave to your "why me" beliefs
And your beliefs have nothing to do with me

I about have had enough
Of this constant bashing Trump
Daily in the news
There's not a thing the man can do

He could **** out bars of gold
Cure the common cold
Put an end to the world's hunger
Keep the young from growing old

Help Nancy Pelosi cross the street
A Granny that's in need
Have Israel and Palestine
Over for tea which brings world peace

He could become vegetarian
Call Peta amongst his friends
Give Hillary another chance
And let America vote again

To tell you the truth
There's not a thing the man could do
That the left might find that he does right
Or try to misconstrue

What part of God's love
Do you not understand
Where is your compassion
For your fellow man
Why is it that you hate
The way others might live
When excuses you continue to make
For your very own sin

What part of God's grace
Do you not get
The mere fact it's clearly here
So that you yourself might live
He knows the moment where you're at
And where it is you've been
Where all that you have when all is said
Again is your sin

What part of God's mercy
Do you not show
Do you help the lowly
And the widow alone
Are you there for the poor
Who call the streets their home
What part of God
Do you fail to show

I told myself
I no longer need you
But I myself
Do not believe that's true

How can I
Resist those eyes

I told myself
We were no longer lovers
I told myself
That I would get over

But how can I
Resist those eyes

There's a part of me
That's stronger than most
And a part of me
That won't let you go

Whenever I
Can't resist those eyes

There's a part of me
That hates to admit it
The part of me
That never will quit it

When I find that I
Can't resist those eyes

Well me myself  
One of us must be lying
It might help
If I just stop trying

When it's hard I find
To resist those eyes

Those from the East
Those from the West
Came together and all shook hands

Those from the North
Those from the South
Decided they should hug it out

Those from the Right
Those from the Left
Forgot all the hateful words they've said

Those that are Black
Those that are White
Found each other to be important in life

Those that are Rich
Those that are Poor
Knocked down the social barriers and opened the door

Those that are Beautiful
Those that are not
Looked on the inside instead of the out

What would happen if...

~All of this happened~

I sold my soul
Then bought it back
When I told my job
Today I quit

Took all the money
That I had saved
Bought a boat
And sailed away

I sailed the world
Across the sea
A sailors life
This life for me

No looking back
With no regrets
On this life
That I now have

What do they say
Wind to your face
Sun at my back
I left that place

The way of life
That held me down
Now surf and sand
My only sound

I could not recomend
This more
I should have done
It long before

Long before
They got to me
What society says
Makes you happy

So if you've sold your soul
Take my advice
Buy it back
Without thinking twice

Take all the money
You have saved
Buy a boat
And sail away

Surely you recognize me
From all of my wants
To all of my needs
From daylight to dusk
And all points between
The way that I must
Set my love free
The way that I hold
Onto your soul
Where I never once
Would let you go
From what you would guess
To things that you know
Give you my heart
To call it your own
Where the words that I speak
Are more often true
Than ever not
In what I say that I'll do
I guarantee this
Though it's nothing new
I'm the man who wants
To spend a lifetime with you

You know you've always wanted one
Well now here's your chance
If you're quick to purchase it
You know they're going fast

You've seen them in the papers
And high gloss magazines
Do yourself a favor
And get one or two or three

It comes in different colors
Along with size and shape
Before they're gone best grab you one
Be a shame if you were late

When it comes to one there's only one
So don't walk now but run
You'd best be in a hurry
Before they are all gone...

You look at me I look at you
Seeing very different views
Gripping tight to not let loose
On what we both feel is the truth

With bloodshot eyes open wide
Opposites on either side
In our lives we wonder why
Differences as day and night

We fuss and cuss in our righteousness
Throwing hands up in disgust
I wonder what is wrong with us
And where went brotherly love

In values face we generate
What has become so much hate
We need to learn how to relate
Bring that love back into play

One of us has misconstrued
You're thinking me, I'm thinking you
Delirious in our own views
Of what we both think is the truth

I see this going nowhere fast
Without a chance to even guess
With the little in common we have left
We need to give that love a chance

Heaven helps those that help themselves
All along the way
Heaven help those that help themselves
To other men's parades

While some do and others don't
Heed the good Lord's call
Daily this I pray
Heaven help us  all

The sun shines on the wicked
As well as on the saints
While both of them are guaranteed
To see their share of rain

Some count all the blessings
While others only see blessings lost
Which brings to mind this thought
Heaven help us all

You either are or you aren't
A follower of Christ
Either you do or you don't
Know you've already chosen sides

In all of your decisions
You need to count the cost
This goes for the saints as well as the lost
Heaven help us all

With this,
My last Will & Testament
I'm sure you're all here
To see what you get

I know you're excited
To see the treasures I had
Now that I'm gone
Now that I've passed

To split it up evenly
Only seems right
Cuts down on the cussing
Stops all the fights...

I leave behind my disappointments
And all my regrets
Along with the projects
I never finished

Plus all the days
That I never did
With the buckets of tears
I cried over them

You can keep the guilt that I felt
When things would go wrong
Whether or not
It was my fault

Take the attitude
Of what's in it for me
And do as you please
Now that I'm free and no longer in need

Oh and my fits of rage
When things would not go my way
Be careful with that
And watch what you say

Fill free to keep the jealousy
Of why them and not me
But be warned if you do
Happy you'll never be

And my final breath
That I wish I still had
You can toss that away
Now that I'm dead

I'm sure you're now thinking that
You should have hedged all your bets
Since your ears and your eyes
Have heard and seen what is left

I'm so glad you all came
To take this all away
That over the years
I should never have saved

...oh and tonight if you are soundly asleep
And suddenly come awake
The noise you hear is just me
Laughing from beyond the grave

i went left, she stayed right
expecting to meet up
again in time
but sometimes life
isn't quite so kind
we lost each other
in the prime of life

i stayed south, she went north
as we both let out
for a different course
there was something else
knocking at our doors
destiny
of a different sort

she said yes, i thought no
sometimes in life
that's the way it goes
hearts of warmth
with shoulders cold
sometimes in love
you never know

she is there, i am here
the toss of life  
threw off our cares
at the time
it wasn't clear
but we both ended
exactly where

we're meant to be...

Love threw a party
invites were made
Everyone came
all except hate
With prizes galore
and door give away's
The best of all parties
the best of all days

Love has stories
that love loves to tell
Especially when they're
on love itself
So don't hate on love
because love's here to help
Helping us all
above everything else

Love always hates
when there's no one to love
No where to go
to give itself up
No one around
deserving of love
But isn't that really
most all of us

It's not that love doesn't
go out of its way
In spreading itself
where ever it may
From the best parts of town
to the worst you can say
Love hates to not
give itself away

I stole this tune from a mockingbird
Where outside my window he was perched
I kept the rhythm added rhyme
And the words, well they're all mine

The song he sang was a happy one
I think he got from another bird in love
When you whistle love it's hard to keep
So much so it inspired me

The tune I kept inside my head
Until there was no whistle in my whistle left
That's when in my mind I did decide
I needed to add a few rhyming lines

But I kept the tune of the mockingbird
Just thought it could use a few good words
Cause words can be a powerful thing
When added to a bird that sings

This is where I'm happy
And this is how I smile
This is right before the moment
I turn it all into a frown

This is me excited
I don't remember why
A picture snapped so long ago
That it's in black and white

This is me in memory
As distant as it seems
This is me dreaming
Kodachrome the color scheme

This is me swimming
Deep within my thoughts
This is where I'm counting
Soon enough to learn the cost

This is where I'm younger
This is the day that I turned old
Though  they're both in color
The older me has faded more

This is where I wing it
And here I plan it all
Picture this if nothing else
Right before a fall

You never know the curves life throws
Until the day you have a child
Soon to realize in the quickest of time
Beyond a shadow of a doubt

That you have found your purpose
While they've yet to find theirs out
So right there and then you begin to pray for them
All that heaven will allow

Carrying them through childhood to youth
A praying father on his knees
Teaching them right to love God, country, and life
And all things in-between

Preparing them for the struggles
Not knowing God was preparing you
For the battle soon to begin in Afghanistan
That you and your son would be going through

As he was destined to join the Army
Born a faithful servant through and through
With a love for the joy of freedom
And a beacon for that truth

Shipped off at a tender young age
Relying on the strength of God's love
Once a child in your hands now a young man
Proud of the solider he has become

You tell him to write his mother
As you wipe a tear and give him a hug
There is no love any stronger
Than that between a father and son

Back home you prepare for the battle
You wish you did not have to fight
As you pray without ceasing, prayers ever reaching
From daylight to night back to dawn's early light

You know God hears the prayers of his people
Still you have no earthly idea
The legions of angels God sends to protect your son and his friends
Where under His wings they're safely kept

To be soon brought back home beat down and worn
But thank you Lord still in one piece
All for God, country, and freedom
All for a world that's in need

You never do know the curves life throws
So it's best that you're always prepared
And how you do that is lay it all in God's lap
Giving it all up to him in prayer