What It Means
We served our tour as strangers in the start,
I was thrown in a replacement and unknown.
You all treated me like I had no clue, then it
Was less than a week. My test came and I
Passed in your eyes, and I had a new home.
You had all been together for years,but in a
Few weeks time it happened. We lost them,
And they were mine too. The ramp that night
Is what only those who've been there will ever
Know. They went home but not to their families.
We drove on and finished our tour. More of us
Were hit and some were wounded. One other
Would leave us, but there would be no more
Angel flights. The rest would return safely to
Your families, and even tried to bring me too.
Another unit to join for a few more months,and
Then I too came home. A year would pass, and
I would be a casualty without the war. Then the
News would come that I lost the "Kid." He came
Home but that fucking war would still claim him.
We'll gather with friends and "family" that day. I
Think a joke that they watch us parade, because
They won't stand in the sun as we remember the
Times we shared and those who aren't having
Beer and cook-outs with their families & friends.
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