On love, hate, and the war.

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So, here we are Killing each other Again I guess, we hate ourselves I guess, we hate life I guess, we hate love Can't tell the good guys From the bad Anymore Can't tell the right cause From the wrong Anymore I guess, we just hate ourselves Don't think I want to play That one Anymore Don't want to fight For anything Anymore I guess, I'll just stop hating You can hate And curse me If you want to You can call me An infidel If you want to But, I'm not going To hate you Anymore I guess, I'll just try loving You can hate And despise me If you want to You can call me Unpatriotic If you want to But I'm not going To hate them Anymore I guess, I'll try loving them instead You can try to Scare me If you want to You can call me A Coward If you want to But, I'm not Going to be afraid Anymore I guess, I'll try a new kind of courage You can tie me up And throw me down If you want to You can push me up Against a wall If you want to But, you can't Scare me Anymore So, here I am Learning not to kill Again I guess, I no longer hate myself I guess, I no longer hate life I guess, I no longer hate love

Authors Bio:

Jim Bush is a 67 year old, Vietnam-era veteran, currently living in Texas. He was raised in a military family. His father received the Silver Star for directing troops while under air attack at Clark Field in the Phillipines, survived the Bataan Death March, and spent three and a half years in a Japanese POW camp. He also received the Purple Heart for wounds received while a  POW. Jim served as an army photographer in Okinawa and Korea. In 1987 he traveled to the war zones of Nicaragua with a veteran's group dedicated to stopping the Contra War.