Look into my sad green eyes,
Can you see my soul?
Can you see the heavy weight,
The horrors that they hold.

Some say we are 'killers',
Wreckless, cold, and mean,
Just take a walk along my trail,
And see what I have seen.

Many young lives taken,
Fathers...brothers....A son,
Giving their live freely,
Getting the mission done.

We fight our fight for freedom,
This is why we die,
Some wonder why we fight this war,
Our mission we can't deny.

We will always fight for freedom,
Never asking....Why?
Keeping our emotions hidden,
Trying not to cry.

Many times we die alone,
It's hard to say good bye,
When a buddys shot on the battlefield,
You watch your best friend die.

My eyes are windows to my soul,
Look and see my tears,
Look and see my troubles,
Search deep and see my fears.

We go away to far off lands,
Leaving our loved one behind,
These secrets are the things we keep,
Deep within our mind.

Philip Lore

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/look-into-my-eyes-you-can-see-my-soul/