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As every man runs for their lives
Forgetting their mums and wives
Without a clue, on what’s going on
Till they die and understand what’s gone
Running across the battlefield covered in blood
Shooting bullets and dropping in mud
Soldiers fight with pride in their hearts
But when they fall its like they’ve been hit by 1000 darts
What could cause such a war?
Politics? Love? Religion? Or for land?
Ironically the masters want more
They will keep fighting till they shut the door
Money, power and respect is what they scream
But I want peace, this is my scheme
Jahit Janberk
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