Dear Mr President

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Dear Mr. President,
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I’m a soldier with the 82nd Airborne stationed overseas.
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My family and my friends all pray that God is watching over me.
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Even God can’t save us now.

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Mr. President, I’m writing you this poem,
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And I’ve sent along this picture of my family back at home.
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I hear my heart beat loud in these killing fields alone.
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I always hit my target; I just miss my happy home.

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When will be the end of this all?
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Tell me, when will be the end of this all?
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Now that our back is against the wall.

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Whoa, oh yea

---Repeat Intro once.---

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I joined the army like my father did and his father did before.
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I saw Army green and canvas look like perfect art of war.
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The images I see now are like ones I saw before.
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How am I a hero if I don’t know what it’s for?

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Days are getting longer, nights I never get to sleep,
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And I just had a newborn daughter that I hope I get to see.
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I’ve got bloodshed on my conscience; she’s so innocent and free.
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I just killed some baby’s father, better him instead of me.

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When will be the end of this all?
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Tell me, when will be the end of this all?
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Now that our back is against the wall?
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Mankind is getting small.

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Before the war, life it was beautiful, we marched out in the sun.
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Now it’s stars and stripes at funerals, our darkest days have come.
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Dying in this combat zone, it scares me half to death,
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‘Cause if I don’t make it to heaven, what’s to live for after death?

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I’ve seen mothers of the friends I’ve lost out marching in a crowd,
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‘Cause their sons wear purple hearts inside their coffins in the ground.
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When they left for war, they thought their mommies would be proud.
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When they faced off with their enemies, they fought to take them down.

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Hatred is tearing us all apart,
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Separation is tearing the world apart,
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Corruption is playing its part.

_Outtro_
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