He was only twenty one
When he died holding a gun
To defend himself in war
Not the kind you keep score

This war was about drugs
Of crafty sellers, lousy thugs
Who had taken his baby sister
Making her a whore and user

She was just shy of sweet sixteen
Prettiest thing you've ever seen
She fell for a guy who was hooked
Many times having been booked

A lad of twenty almost brain dead
Preyed on young girls keep habit fed
Using drugs and alcohol since age ten
He had lost himself to the users yen

Now the first time he shot a man up close
Brother to the girl who died of overdose
He could barely remember who she was
Slinking off into the night to find a buzz

He left behind a dead sister and brother
In this war that is worse than any other
We pray for our military, heroes they are
We worry and pray that we get out of war
How often do we pray about drug use
Why doesn't Hollywood protest this abuse?

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note:This lifestyle has become taken for
granted. It is so much a part of our culture
I think it will be what destroys us not terrorism,
because it makes our young men and wome
weak and careless

etw