Lonely young soldier
Lonely young soldiers standing stag for the nightWaiting for the call "stand-to" and fight
To battle through orders
Send men to die.
Fire and brimstone
From metal in the sky
Tortured burnt corpses
Who never got to ask why?
The child's instruction
To bring the sight to eye
With an education
To live and not die.
With burst of light
A fire so bright
The SEA the SOIL
All will boil
And now we are free
Apparently!
Poetry by Nige
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Written on 2009-06-17 at 23:03
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