Heroes are made and villains too,
but who's a hero and who's a villain?
I pray for the soldier and feel sorry for him too,
for some people see him as a hero, while some as a villain.

I try to think through his mind,
of all the nebulous thoughts that pass through him.
They want him to kill; they don't mind him being killed.
Have they ever thought what he might want?

He knows not the people he kills, nor the reason why he kills.
It's just an errand to him, to kill or be killed.
It's just another day's work, to make his bread and butter
and for his wife and children too.

People who use his life and praise him a hero,
have they tried to give theirs?
For every single life on Earth
Is as valuable as his.

~ Deep ~