Hard nosed and scared,
Like a fellow who has been there.
Saw the enemy, rifles dropped,
Their war was over.
Would that war was so easy,
But I can tell you it's not.
Many battles remain after war,
And they are all in your head.
Some fellows commit suicide,
Not able to live with what they have seen.
These are the victims of war,
That no bullet could kill.
Love ya!
Jane