Dear Dad Im Homeless

You taught me to fight for my country and be all that I could be
Sorry dad I failed you for I got wounded
Dad please forgive me for the people I have killed for a war thats based on greed
Dad I didnt know it would be like this
I didnt know I would lose both my knees
Dad if you were alive today you could come to my rescue
I need you now to guide me
I need you more than life itself
Dad I sleep now all over town as I have no real home
But dad now I know how the Iraq people feel with for they also lost their homes
Is god punishing me Dad for killing innocent people and taking their lives ?
Am I homeless because of this compromise ?
I cry day and nite Dad to sleep in a warm bed ,I would settle for a garage or shed
I am not getting help for my time served
But I think its okay dad its more than I deserve
Its gods way of saying I killed for no reason and I must repent
So i guess sleeping in the streets is like sleepin in a desert tent
Im not sure you can hear me dad but its alright
I have to get back to my wheelchair and find a place for tonite
God bless you dad ,it was good talkin to you
Maybe another time we can talk
I miss you dad my tears will never die
For you were like me you faught but you died
and I lived and came home to one hell of a surprise
Written by JoAnn
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