Bring them home - poem- should have posted yesteday

In today’s world
In today’s fight
It may be a mother or a brother
a daughter or a son
a lover or a father
or someone out there
with no one
Bring them home
there are no defiance’s
finer then a soldiers
in the night
fighting for his country
and all he believes is right
standing out there proud
while the Ballard of Tisavy plays on
In today’s world
In today’s fight
It may be a mother or a brother
a daughter or a son
a lover or a father
or someone out there
with no one
Bring them home
gun shells
and firefight
the replacement for moon beams
and star light
does she dream
in color
of a place called home
has the lover
replaced the gentle kiss
and soft sighs of surrender
for defending weakened borders
fallen governments and regimes
policing falling rights
and establishing new laws
In today’s world
In today’s fight
It may be a mother or a brother
a daughter or a son
a lover or a father
or someone out there
with no one
Bring them home
Or are they there
looking to defend
a land of beauty
and mortality
thinking what a whore
war is to rape our youth
and innocence
Take from him
a life he hasn’t had
take from her
the brother or the dad
take from none
the love they never had
take from one
a world gone bad
In today’s world
In today’s fight
It may be a mother or a brother
a daughter or a son
a lover or a father
or someone out there
with no one
Bring them home
a world gone bad
and for what outcome
for a solider to steal a chance
to watch TV or visit his local home page
and read of the violence and ugly
of America abused by Americans
Does a tear fall from a soldiers eye
Being far from home
and watching his country die
gangs, obesity, preventable deaths
does he fall unsung , a hero less death
because America is selfish
and should be full of shame
a windows look at our hero's hall of fame
In today’s world
In today’s fight
It may be a mother or a brother
a daughter or a son
a lover or a father
or someone out there
with no one
Bring them home