Coming home, far from home

After years of wearing green, blue and brown

after many months spent in the mountains and desert

a lot of time away from home

a long time spent away from US soil

I have come home

It may not be for the last time

If my country calls I will answer

It is my act of service

I will go and protect you from the world

I will leave home

I am home now whether for now or forever

I have come back to your arms

The people I love friends and family 

back to my blood from blood

I have come home

We all dream of our shores

The grass in the yard, church pews

fast food bar stools fast cars and lifted trucks

we dream of this place we knew

This was my home

Now I see my world in black and white all is gray

this home has not changed but it is not the same

I am a foreigner in my own land

I am a stranger in the neighborhood of my childhood

This is not my home

I wander the streets of my country

people talk with no understanding

they mock and joke and complain of what they don't know

They call what I love and sacrificed for foolishness

This is not my home

My eyes are opened through pain and sacrifice

I see the truth that many will never know

I fought and fight for freedom that they want to give away

It was mine to fight for not yours to give away

I want my home

We all in uniform make an oath and form a bond

we leave our homes to ensure they are there when we return

we give of ourselves our lives our future

we leave home

to never find home again

I left home once for you and me

I dreamed of this place I knew so well

I have come back and made a life

I love my country the place of the free

I have no home

Many of us leave home

some die and never return

some live and return home

some find a new home

Some of us return and never make it home

I dream of home

I search for my home

I have come home

I can't find my home here at home

I am far from home

 

 

 

~Jonathan Gomez
Prior Service SGT
Army Infantry
OIF, OND
God Bless America