The bombs the bullets
The bodies that fall
The broken the battered
The fodder of war
The young and the brave
Are borrowed to battle
They fall to their fate
With the bullets that rattle
The mothers the fathers
The siblings that hurt
When the young and the brave
Fall down in the dirt
The blood of the brave
The tears in our eyes
Will never stop flowing
No end is in sight
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I will always remember my forefathers, men who fought through times of war. Remember their every sacrifice, at home and upon foreign shores.
The fields covered in vibrant red. Too many have lost their lives, Are dead. Deafening gunfire has just ceased, Man proven once again to be the beast.
Snow flakes gently falling On a battle ridden field, Christmas eve their lives were taken Their fate finally sealed.
Tit for tat leaves tat for tits A people conquered but a land in bits He said she said means who said what. Will our children's children thank us for the wars that we fought.
The bullets fall, The soldiers brawl, The bodies drop, And never stop. The madness spreads, Inside their heads, A violent lust, Within the dust.
I have no age or gender No colour, clan or creed I'm the universal soldier Please call me if you need Someone to take the bullet, Someone to fight the foe What's that.
Storm the breach and be a hero, Hit the ground and be a zero, Raise your weapon and fire true, Or freeze and realise death is due.
More pictures on my TV Women and children dying in the street Skies above them burning, people bleeding in the heat Graffiti slogans on city walls Banners over markets Governments vying for a...
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