The Land
Here I am,
Far away from my homeland
With a gun in my hand,
Fighting for this once lovely land.
I hope you remember me and my crew,
Fighting for you.
I am writing this poem for those at home,
I am fine,
What about that family of mine.
A lot of people fell,
But I'm doing well.
I'm going home soon,
On airplane, boat, or train,
Hopefully I'll see you soon.