The Land

Here I am,

Far away from my homeland

With a gun in my hand,

Fighting for this once lovely land.

I hope you remember me and my crew,

Fighting for you.

I am writing this poem for those at home,

I am fine,

What about that family of mine.

A lot of people fell,

But I'm doing well.

I'm going home soon,

On airplane, boat, or train,

Hopefully I'll see you soon.