He served his country
With the will and might
But only he forgotten
No one fights alone
Many medals and ribbons
Piled neatly across his chest
Honor and Valor was a waste
Carrying himself so foolishly
Disrespecting our Flag
How could he be so boastly?
As he walks the desert shores
I've drawn my bow
Releasing with ease
An arrow whistling through the wind
Feasting upon this corpse
Another traitor
Retribution
To a vulture's embellishment
Nov 29, 2009
Nov 29, 2009 at 10:33 PM UTC
He served his country
With the will and might
But only he forgotten
No one fights alone
Many medals and ribbons
Piled neatly across his chest
Honor and Valor was a waste
Carrying himself so foolishly
Disrespecting our Flag
How could he be so boastly?
As he walks the desert shores
I've drawn my bow
Releasing with ease
An arrow whistling through the wind
Feasting upon this corpse
Another traitor
Retribution
To a vulture's embellishment