Unwilling Volunteer

I was barely ten years old

Taken from my bed in the dark and the cold

From the other room I heard my mother scream

I wasn’t quite sure if it was real or a dream

They said “listen boy you’re a soldier now”

Like it or not this is how it’s going to be

It’s hard to know

Who is the enemy?

I search my soul

Months went by in the desert sea

Where holy men were training me

Pushed like a pawn in some great plan

I soon found myself in a foreign land

They said “Blend in well, you’re a sleeper now.

You’ll be contacted soon with the why and how”.

I want to know

Who is the enemy?

I search my soul

I think about my family every day

The look on their faces as I was dragged away

I was an unwilling volunteer

Never told why they sent me here

I need to know

Who is the enemy?

I search my soul