A SOLDIER'S VISION

Hazy hills and clinging clouds surround the dusty roads
Rice paddies are covered with a million loads
A soldier's world all grim and tense
Neatly surrounded by a barb wire fence
The warrior wonders if in his presence there's any sense
Then Halt! in his mind's eye he sees his home as a castle's mound
And obviously this is the battleground
'Twas there not a battleground to be
Then O Love let it sink into the sea
Fire has died and hell has cooled
Only 'til the next time peace is fooled
But in his heart there's a trace of joy
For there's a long awaited day
When the command will be Ship Ahoy!
Though it's not a pleasant place to be
In just a short while he'll be free.