The Soldier is Still There

by | Apr 25, 2013 | Poetry | 0 comments

I‘m not asking for a handout, only for that which I have earned
By the suspicious way you question me, it’s no wonder I get concerned.
Why will no one ever believe me, the system doesn’t care
For although you cannot see him the soldier is still there

The scars that I carry are those you can never see
The evidence that you seek is buried deep inside of me.
Why will no one ever believe me, the system doesn’t care
For although you cannot see him the soldier is still there

To face each day is a struggle, at night it just gets worse
The legacy of war, for some can be a curse.
Why will no one ever believe me, the system doesn’t care
For although you cannot see him the soldier is still there

When I ask for help remember, I have paid in full and more
Don’t treat me as though I have just crawled across the floor.
Why will no one ever believe me, the system doesn’t care
For although you cannot see him the soldier is still there

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