Another day has passed me by; I sigh
All forms of silence can't drown... -- eyes still see.
Who -- How? No way I can identify-
They died, quivering lips never to be.
Soaking my mind -- expensive wine tonight.
Winter white; Sands burning -- Wishing escape.
I shiver again --- Kalashnikov blight...
Nothing is ever as it seems - red tape.
Who knows if justice is really justice,
Someone to see; unite the fallen stones.
Perhaps another great one --- Augustus.
Conquest, the walking on innocent bones.
A journey to just come home, so much strife.
Another year has passed; a soldiers life.