I first saw you sitting there,
you gained my respect,
right then and there,
you were so strong,
so independent and so self assured.
Your eyes looked through me
like cold steel slicing into my soul,
But I was dismissed as quickly
and your thoughts went back to your
bros and your lady.
I watched you for a long time,
and learned to see
how you were with people.
I still see that today
when you deal with people on the net.
A strength not many have.
I also have seen the pain,
and the hurt that your life has delt you over these years,
and I see the confident strong man loosing his pride
in himself and this makes me sad.
Many brothers have fallen down into many types of death
over the years,
some to death and some to injury,
no one looks at that as they raise the flags
and ride the roads of hell,
just the ones who watch the young soldiers
fightening there way to the top of the ranks desperate
for the respect that the older soldiers have already earned.
I say soldier or warrior
because it is a war,