Toy Soldiers Poem by Autumn Winds
Toy Soldiers
Soliders
Standing tall and proud
Marching in the rain
Brave and corageous
Facing what I don't know I could
Yet still knocked down
Our toy soliders
Bullets and guns
Death spelled in red
Dying for what?
Hopeless wars that will continue
Even as our toy soliders are knocked down
They get back up again
Trying the end meaning less killings
Our toy soldiers
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