The Wounded Warrior
The scars inside so deep they hide,
The pain holds on, we keep marching on,
A nightmare, we cannot share,
No one knows, no one understands, the worlds out there so full of foes,
The endless noise found deep within, perhaps it’s time to pay for the sin,
Are we wrong, they keep playing my song,
The call goes out, the scouts give a shout,
The call to ride, to be by my side,
The belonging of family, I never saw it within me,
The all gather round, no dry eye to be found.
We love you they say, for this I could never repay,
They sacrificed much, what a loving touch.
The pain inside, I cannot hide,
The pain lets go, it must be so,
The nightmare remains, but it breaks the chains
They all know and they all understand, the ejection of ones cargo.
The loudest noise found deep within, praising songs with cheer and a grin
We were wrong, it’s time to change the song.
To all Veterans who suffer from pain and suffering mind body and soul, know that you are never alone. There are always people out there who want to help, who are willing to help. Reach out and never feel you have to fight alone. We may have taken a country, but it wasn’t alone. Our pain is shared pain, and never forget we are warriors together. We are all warriors in Christ so never forget to pray and pray for others.
The Arrow Preacher 