Choppers over head

Whirling around

But it's only in his head

And he can't be found

He's state side but gone

He never came back

His family hugs n' holds

But he sits and stares to the back

Way back

To where no one can see

Because no one can imagine

All the blood he has seen

All the lives he's taken

All the pain he's gained.

Programs come to his door

Offering jobs & kindness

But he doesn't want handouts

He just wants wants to be alone

While society is in a mindless crisis.

To him

The honor is worthless

The frequent gratitude is meaningless

Because he doesn't do it for anyone else

He's doing his best

While under unexplainable stress.

He the unappreciated

Had to do the unimaginable

And see the unthinkable

To protect the ungrateful.

He knows inside

The he must either be the defender

Or the defended for.