A Soldier's Promise.

A Soldier's Promise.

" I raise my hand and bow my head,"
I say a prayer for the living dead.
With gun shot wounds and broken hearts,
a soldier's promise is falling apart.

No one can break the loving bond,
between a son and his father gone.
For, it's more both can take
to watch a man fall and break.

Though one day he'll realize
what he was in his father's eyes.
He's stuck in pain - falling down,
just like his father, dead in the ground.

To come back home - an unanswered prayer,
his choice of words, " life isn't fair."
How a nine year old knows the truth -
losing a father so young in youth.

But, from the richest lands his father died,
a promise not broken and words not lied.
For he made it home to heaven's land,
as we throw his ashes over ocean's sand.