I used to think this country, was wonderful and grand,
But now I know for a fact that it's just another piece of land.
I always salute our hero's back from war,
But I never could understand why they were there before.
I once thought we lived in a fairy tale world,
But now I know the truth, and it makes me wanna hurl.
If I could tell the families I'm sorry for their loss,
I would be doing much better than those government hogs.
I never understood why we treat our soldiers with shame,
Because it's not like their killings are to blame.
I cant help every soul who has seen devestation,
But I can be grateful, regardless of their situation.
I won't be sad when they are all in peace,
But I will be very ashamed of what they had to see.
I used to think this country was wonderful and grand,
But know I know this country is just another piece of land.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem