An E-mail came the other day
one man stood on another
I hope it wasn't seen
by his father or his mother
the one on top was smiling
with a gun over his head
the one beneath had staring eyes
perhaps because he's dead
Greetings from Afghanistan
my buddies e-mail went
a Christmas gift for you back home
to hell this man I sent..
I gave my friend some army gear
and clothes  to keep him dry
now he's killing people
and making mothers cry
should have given him a conscience
and love for fellow men
I hope he reads this poem
and he doesn't **** again