Bullets made of lead Brave soldiers blood keeps getting shed IEDs and S-vest go off leaving captain America with TBI and shrapnel in his head America said it’s only my 3rd day out here so why must y’all choose to put me 6 feet deep in my bed My winter nights supposed to be cold not ****** When I said a vacation far from everyone I didn’t mean in ROTC crawling on the ground getting muddy And I won’t say names But this countries deck of cards hasn’t been the same since we added the 45th card and now he keeps receiving the wrong kind of fame I don’t have a problem with the man it’s more his beliefs choices and antics Airstrikes on foreign countries now WW3 is trending and everyone’s in a panic College students scared to file their FAFSA because they’re scared to be drafted To think I almost brought a child in this world To think I almost married one of my friends to keep her in her first world of choice and not taken back to her third world People get married in court rooms then take pictures in front of the courthouse and settle for dutty pigeons flying over head instead of the white doves No flower girl in sight just kids forced to dress up and smile for their parents wedding picture but it’s the fifth guy they’ve seen their mother with so they’re confused as to what is really love Most women dreams of an elaborate wedding get shot down and crushed due to the fear of immigration looming Now men’s dreams of being able to protect and provide for their family get replanned for them by getting shipped to war to prevent nuclear bombs to get to booming Instead of making peace we’re bombing people Before getting out of one war we’re deployed to the next Low morale and fatigue get us captured and tortured now the enemy is recording a video of chopping off our necks We just sent 700 troops to the Middle East to prepare for a war that’s imminent If not WW3 scale there’s a war coming And when it comes I’ll be running Not towards the bullets but in the opposite direction Up north and make my new national anthem oh Canada and sipping a Canada Dry And if I look at the news and hear sad reports about my former country I probably won’t have a tear in my eye
Pain. So real I can see it. Pain. So strong it could tear me down. The pain not physical but mental is just as much to bear. For in a fight you can dodge the hit, bit venomous words always hit their mark. Screaming Slaming doors And a family stood apart And though it all I find myself dumb, for a divided home simply cannot stand.
I wore this when I was 12. My home was a war scene. At least ik it wasn't just me.