In sweet mystery's abandonment

 I close me eyes tonight

 I cry for families distant

And their mourn that welcomes fright

I concentrate with eyes all squinched

Then hold my breath within

I wonder if some will return

 To tell of where they've been

Or will a pine , cold casket

Hold their fate intact

Will nightmares come with valor

 As honor stays on track

Will faces age in one year

What normal would take ten

Will justice and our ethics

Overcome our greed and sin

What about our youngsters

 Who leave with dreams of home

Then come back scarred with anguish

At all they have become

Politics of warriors

Napoleons on a steed

Nose-to-nose at a distance

As children fodder greed

I wonder of tomorrow

Upon horizons...yon

Will doomsday polish victory

For every mother's son

Then what becomes of honor

 When deaths return all torn

 To this nation built on promises