The War Within

By Guest Writer, Dan Buteau

Sleep is my only escape
My war torn body wont let me wake
But when the shots begin to sound
I pray the lord my soul to take

For I don’t wish to be here no more
As the children scream the planes they soar
There is no light on this forsaken country
Only darkness from the dead and poor

As new recruits arrive on jet
No sports, no family, no housewarming pet
I look up at the clouds as my knees hit the floor
I realize god is here no more

Death is my only escape