Wounded But Alive

[IDS]

A little boy of three
Happy as can be


Momma's pride and joy
Playing with his toy


Imaginary bullets fly thru the air
The little boy doesn't have a care


Sippy cup for a canteen
A fearless little Marine


Bullets don't hurt when they are pretend *
War's not so bad when you choose when it ends








A soldier of twenty-three
Serving his country proudly


To the "Sandbox" he is deployed
His last days at home much enjoyed


But duty calls to a distant land
Freedom is making a valiant stand


Fighting continues though the war is won
As elements try to undo what is done


Death brushes by as shrapnel hits
His shoulder is suddenly torn to bits


Wounded but alive he holds onto life
He has a promise to keep to his wife


A little child needs his daddy
A mother wants her son home badly


This bloody price for liberty
Pain slams him down intensely


A wounded soldier lies on the ground
Helpless as his brothers gather round


First to protect and then to treat
Death this day suffers defeat








A purple heart covers his heart of gold
A loving family he will once again hold


A long recovery and rehabilitation
All for the freedom of the Iraqi nation


He made his sacrifice and paid the price
A little respect towards him would be nice


Honor the man if not the government
Set aside your rhetoric for just a moment


Soldiers are little boys in a deadly game
They are not the ones for this mess to blame








In the shadows a dark figure lurks
Upon his lips there is a cruel smirk


Religious zealots kill and maim
Each side the other one is to blame


Where there is no peace he is there
Unnoticed he goes about his deadly fare


Hatred and ignorance are deadly tools
Intolerance is the treasure of fools


Confusion reigns and nothing makes sense
Laughter comes eeriely from the darkness







Into this invisible war soldiers are sent
The living sacrifice of the innocent


Wounded spirits need our care
Someone who quickly will "be there"


First to protect and then to treat
The balm of love is so sweet


Wounded spirits do not despise
Protect them from the enemy's lies


Treat with the love you received
Remember how you were once deceived


Wounded but alive we must save
For this life Jesus His life gave


.....peace.....