the many body bags fill with each passing day
conflicts on other soil hath put them there
family and friends hear of deaths far away
where the explosive devices don't care
the troops sent to countries of other view
their arrival greeted with hostility
stepping on foreign tract means a slew
nowhere is there a trace of affability
our soldiers our sons our brothers our boys
engaged in wars where they'll pay profound
military planners implement their ploys
the caskets keep returning to home ground
soldiers wrapped in disposable bags
with serial numbers on their dog-tags