A businessman looks good in a suiMilitaryt

But our men in the U.S. Troops

Our heroes are wearing boots

Military helicopters transport them far from home

And drops them on a foreign land

With helmets on, and a gun in their hand

Our soldiers don’t run for cover

They put themselves in the direct line of fire

To rescue, and aid an injured brother

So many heroes on the battlefield

Too many never returned to heal

Broken families, with broken hearts

Tears are shed, voices are screaming

Each soldier was a mother’s son

Now he lies in dirt, wearing bloody boots

Bring our soldiers home…Alive



Vera Jackson © 2013