SCARED VETS

Sign of the cross everytime am close to cross between foes and my woes,

 Standing In the middle of this war no side is winning I want it no more,

The cons outweigh the pros I feel conned everytime i bury a bro,

I worry our egos wont let us see this flaws,

No matter who wins they'll still  embrace a loss,

Tears for each soldier a rose for each loss,

It went not how it was supposed wish I knew the cost,

My brother's ghost haunting my dreams why the  war is been lost,

My confidence feel forced Wish I could reach to the realm their souls crossed,

But no words or actions can equal the loss we caused,

Tongue tied ,smiles lied  the effects couldn't be a boast

Respect this vets we come with scars and dents from attacks faught,

You can't get what we delt with but it is not your fault,

Hate us for expectations not met but enjoy the peace we brought,

Sacrifice was not optional the few went to save the lot,

We gave all so that our children could also learn from our faults,

The world is too cruel hate is its fuel so everytime am in a duel trying to guard my faculty,

With every thought I wish I could change what we brought to each casualty,

my mind and my heart find fault in each other am a walking calamity,

Talking isn't my specialty  so spare me till you know the true meaning of brutality,