I am the man who loved his country
The first of many follies
Beyond reason, o’er kith and kin
For a cause that wasn’t a cause
I am the man you should call brave
Only now I see the thin line
The invisible one that says
Sometimes Naive masks as Brave
I am the woman who left for war
Knowing I might not return
Might be killed or wounded
Or become a prisoner of war
I am the combatant
Who is missing in action
The unknown soldier
The one who was never found