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This is War
The desert sun beats down on you
Sweat drips from every pore
March along the small town streets
This is it; this is war
Scan the rooftops and alleyways
Now and then, kick down some doors
Pray it's not the last one you do
This his it; this is war
A gunshot rings out in the distance
Take your aim as you hit the floor
Return fire and stay alive
This is it; this is war
A letter comes in your name
With news from home your spirit soars
The pages bring you only grief
This is it; this is war
For months and months you've gone without
Your spirit's broken, your body's sore
Still you stand and carry on
This is it; this is war
You've made it through, the mission's done
Now you stand outside your door
You're a stranger in your own home
There you are: a casualty of war
poem
by
Joseph A. Solis
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