When I Was Home Poem by Philip Lore

There was a time when I was there,
Now I'm lost, this war to bear.
An armored humvee for my home,
Cramped in tight, I feel so alone.
Gunships hover across the front,
Gunner ready...he's in the hunt.

We stack up, tense up, hit the door,
Machine gun fire, hit the floor.
Fear rises up with a jolt in my chest,
Thank God we have our armored vest.

Unmanned aerial vehicles buzz with a groan,
Wish that I could be resting back home,
Want to hold you in the night,
Still engaged in this firefight.

Soldiers dazed, exhausted to the bone,
Wounded soldiers, lying in the battlezone.
Some dying, eyes blood red,
Shoulders stooped as we pick up the dead.

This was the time...that I wished I was home,
Hugging and kissing you, all alone.
There is nothing like peace and quiet for me,
Can't wait to be back 'In the Land of The Free'.