I am not those legends or war heroes
I wonder why I have been given 3 badges I don’t deserve
I hear the rage of the war even in the stillness of the funeral service
I want and crave death

I pretend to feel proud
I feel the 4 bullet wounds reenter my body cutting my sore flesh
I reach for the sky as far as I can as my throat fills with choking tear gas.
I worry I will never sleep in peace again
I cry from the yells of both sides, dying in agony
I am not those legends or war heroes

I understand not of the fates of the just and unjust
I say that I have recuperated from my trauma
I dream of life when death has passed
I try so hard to forget the war, that I would even severe a piece of my brain
I hope to reunite with those who have fallen
I am not those legends or war heroes