Army Poem by Pete Rivera

Holding the rifle
Finger on the trigger
Don't try to avoid truth
The war is getting bigger

Falling from peace
To say I know the least
About the world

Now we are here
Our enemies stand to cheer
To see that we can bleed
We have none to lead

Falling from peace
To say I know the least
About the world

Soldiers march the land
I wonder if you can
No hiding behind walls
As friendship starts to fall

Falling from peace
To say I know the least
About the world