Poetic-Verses
'' From Now You Are On Your Own ''
His life's a mess,
Because of stress,
What is it we don't understand?
Is there a reason he drinks to excess?
Did he once have a life that was grand?
Was his upbringing bad?
Why's he so sad,
Would it be too much of a task?
To find out what would make him glad?
Why, are we afraid to ask?
He does show aggression,
Is it depression?
If so what is causing his pain,
They say don't judge on a first impression,
From that we should all abstain.
Under attack,
He felt the flak,
It was us he was trying to defend,
Treated like dirt when he came back,
On us he could not depend.
No home or job,
Treated like a slob,
His reward for fighting for us,
Cast aside by a government snob,
Told he must not make a fuss.
Dead on his feet,
He had to retreat,
For his lifestyle he's being blamed,
Because of our ignorance he's admitted defeat,
We should be totally and utterly ashamed.
In his hour of need,
We pay no heed,
In ours he was there to the death,
To protect our rights he took the lead,
Before long he will take his last breath.
For your country fight,
Your future is bright,
But when you leave they'll let it be known,
When wandering the streets stay out of sight,
' From Now You Are On Your Own '
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`` From Now You Are On Your Own ``
`` From Now You Are On Your Own ``
