It's going to be a long
night ahead
Yet, I want to survive
I don't want to be left for
dead
So
Grabbing my guns and grenades
I set out to do battle
Battle against my enemies
Many other guns and many other
grenades are out there
Waiting for me to be found
Hopefully, they won't fall into
the hands of the enemy
I fight for myself
And many that I know
I fight for my nation
And the many stations
With these guns and grenades
With my guns and grenades
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem