I WILL NOT BE RETURNING

Take a look at the wounded and the dead
Fear and shame infect my head
I cry every night for those who died
I see the possibility that I might

I will not be coming home
I wish I could make up for leaving you alone
I'm sorry you all have to be mouning
I know that I will not be returning

I don't want to end up unknown
But all of us here are the same to the bone
Not a day will go by for a single man
When he won't dream of his home, his homeland

Mother, I won't be coming back
I was nearly missed, I felt the attack
Don't cry for me, I had a thought in my heart
That I would meet you again, maybe not be aprt
For long

I hope for me you will not be returning
I'm sorry that I won't be returning


9/12/98