Soldiers We Just March On By... Poem by Saint Cynosure
Soldiers We Just March On By...
There's many evils all about,
most within a few without.
Things unseen, unknown, unkind,
not thought of even in your mind.
When glanced upon with life full eyes,
virgins freeze has if surprised,
Soldiers we just march on by,
for the remnants of the others.
We are the takers from the mothers,
we take the lives that they live for,
steal take their prayers their hopes and more.
we erase from the world what seems they give,
has all things die they wish could live.
War is fought for what is right,
all other things are terror.
And in your heart in the dark you know,
whats right to do and when to go.
and bring to GOD what he deems just,
without a question why?
Soldiers we just march on by.
Soldiers we just march on by. War is fought for what is right, all other things are terror. logically the nations involved into war..both can say the same.. but war is such war must be fought for right..thank you well composed
For me as a student of history War is (are often not) fought for what is right, but for agendas of greed, conquest, domination, exploitation etc.
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War Is Fought For What Is Right Rarely for me if I were free given a choice I would choose to be a student of history not a student of war I have dreams hopes that even a serial killer will tire of murder that an elite soldier the state legalized killer will tire of red hands blood running own red hands without a single tear betraying stone cold killer will innocent civilians steel attack cold rage murder as a student of history War is (wars are often not) fought for what is right but for agendas of greed power conquest reward domination exploitation expanding empires why is perfume corruption mutilation decay to killer sweet? why are bombed out cities rotting bodies burning homes neat? why is beauty peace blessed a shiver cannibalistic meal to eat? Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Soldiers We Just March On By...' by the poet saint cynosure (Ken Bennight) . Dedicated to the poet saint cynosure (Ken Bennight) .