This is a message to my country and to the President.
Today and everyday you write bills,
you talk to your people, drink coffee,
While we do our duties for this country,
I paid my debts with my short life.

I walked this long and boring road keeping you and your kids safe Mr. President,
But did I make it home to my family safely?
I stood alone fighting over seas,
while you sat in your nice, warm, leather seat.
I had a family at home, Mr. President,
and now I can’t see them again.

I was lost to this fight, between countries, fighting other fathers.
To you, what do the stars and stripes stand for?
To me, I thought they stood for freedom, Not wars and taxes?
Are salaries and taxes worth more than my life?
You tell me, Mr. President, you choose which one to come back home,
Our soldiers or our salaries?