War
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Sign away your name, the right to life
A promise of change and better days
Leave your families, your friends, and homes behind
But write to them soon so they know you’re still alive
At first light, they move out
Unaware of what’s ahead
Beside moving armour, they feel safe
Joining the ranks of the dead
Cigarettes and gasoline, the perks of going to war
Out on the field, the silence echoes
Miles away into your core
An uneasy feeling, but still they move
Until it pierces his ear, and the sound protrudes
Wounded in battle and scarred for life
Is it just for a soldier to be so afraid?
A cross to decorate a tomb, to mark a grave
A reminder of mortality and the price he paid
In his hours, he will pretend
To sit and listen to you, his friend
He repeats to himself every day
“What would you have to say?”
He repeats to himself every day
“Please forgive me my friend
It shouldn’t have ended this way”
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