a soldier fights where he is told,
yet another life's story ends only untold.
the grave is where all the fallen soldiers gathers,
Where fortunate boys wait the return of their fathers.
with newspaper bearing the news for the family
That the loss of our nation is too many
But the people just stood and tries to forget the vain
Of the tears and blood for the nation that drops like rain.
The war of our nation,
just another fascism at action.
an issue that starts with no reason
A starting of a sad bloody season
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