I wrote this poem about kent's service to his country and resulting ptsd

Ain't found a way to kill me yet
Eyes burn with stinging sweat
Seems every path leads me to nowhere
Wife and kids, household pet
Army green was no safe bet
The bullets scream to me from somewhere
Yeah, they come to snuff the retard
Yeah here come the retard, yeah
You know he ain't gonna die
No, no, no, you know he ain't gonna die
Here they come to snuff the retard
Ah yeah, yeah
Yeah, here come the retard, yeah
You know he ain't gonna die
No, no, no, you know he ain't gonna die
Yeah they come to snuff the retard
Yeah here come the retard, yeah
You know he ain't gonna die
No, no, no, you know he ain't gonna die
Walkin' tall machine gun man
They spit on me in my home land
Gloria sent me pictures of my boy
Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death
My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath
Oh God please won't you help me make it through
Yeah they come to snuff the retard, ah yeah
Yeah here come the retard, yeah
You know he ain't gonna die
No, no, you know he ain't gonna die