You were just a child,
humble and innocent. 

                             Playing war, just like any other
                             nine year old boy. 

Nobody knew, that one twitch on the trigger,
it could take your life. 

                             The bebe riffle exploded,
                             It made a deffening sound.

You were hit in the leg,
it bled you until you were dried up.

                             Your brother misses you a lot,
                             your whole family does.

Look down on them,
and smile.

                             They love you,
                             and you're their new guardian angel.