In the Woods

By , new city, NY


In the middle of nowhere I stand
Fighting for my country
Finding the beauty in nature.

Weapons are strapped to my body
And my body is sore
And my body is wounded
But my body won’t give up.

My family who probably worries sick about me
Day after day
Night after night.
Here I stand
Making melodies in the middle of nowhere.






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