After spending 8 months in the middle east finely...
To my brother Ron...
I choose to remember.
I choose to remember those who fought in the war...
SOLDIERS
Soldiers fight for Freedom true...
In 1767 Jackson was born,
And a humble life he did live...
My friend, my hero
my love 4ever...
The flag is lowered, steady, slow,
Through tears I watch them fold it up...
Ruby red lips
Kiss London skies...
Why kill people
why on a certain date...
If I shall die
Think only this of me...
We are the soldiers of the night
We are the heroes left aside...
Make A Stand....
The smell of smoke and saran gas...
All we do is sit there
Thinking everything is OK...