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Eyes of Blue
A people persecuted beyond imagination; To help them he felt, was his obligation. He joined the army in World War II; Not knowing his hell would be Eyes of Blue. When he reached Normandy, the beaches were red. Crawling over his brothers who lay already dead. To give this tyrant, this devil his due; Not knowing his own demons, would be Eyes of Blue. He rounded a building securing a town; A young German soldier was just coming round. He plunged his bayonet, the quicker of the two; Killing the young soldier, with Eyes of Blue. He knelt down beside him with tears in his eyes; How long this moment would last, he did not realize. He closed the eyes as he thought he should do; Thinking never again to see those Eyes of Blue. The victor over many in Germany and Japan; It was always difficult taking life from a man. None would haunt him, this he now knew; As long as the soldier, with Eyes of Blue. He died an old man, to heaven he went; For this honorable soldier, mercy was sent. First time since the war, so sad but true; A peaceful sleep, not seeing Eyes of Blue.
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