End of Ops

I am nearing the end of my journey
The path that I walk is almost done,
Over my shoulder are friends now gone?
In front of me a life, underpinned by yesterday’s fear
For I am in a world where no one belongs

Tomorrow I look through the sight for one more time
My finger, no more the killer and my shoulder,
Never to feel the recoil of tracers sent.
I have spent too much time bringing peace to others
It is time for peace to find me.

This old warrior has spent too much time in wars arena,
A soldier’s death I will not seek here, for my end is to be with you
I am leaving this place, where friends gave so much,
Where sacrifice and loss dwell,
Where silent widows weep.
Fate has decided, I’m coming home, coming home to a peaceful life
To live again with you, in freedom, my beautiful wife.