Dream Warrior
The Wall is dark as in my dream,
I am still.
The names are like Willie,
Peter -
burning into my being. Friends,
comrades, other men, Warriors all.
I
am taken back before the loss,
when we were all happy, had trust and all,
and all.
The
pain is great, to my knees I go,
my woman holds me as a child.
I
talked to her, I remember, of people
Persons - Places -- Things.
The
tears flow, for a moment I see them
The ones I've come to grieve.
Warriors all.
I
turn and leave shaken to my core -
voices say return at nite,
return at nite, return at nite.
Return -- return.
This I do.
The
Wall is there, the Warriors, too.
They
walked the path, as Warriors do.
The voices return, -- carry on, carry on -
You
have Baffles on ahead,
these you must win.
The
Battles of Happiness -- Trust -
These causes you must win, must win.
Dream,
Dream ... Dream on Warrior.
