Each Tear Will Be a Prayer
Where are you going
young soldiers with bold faces,
marching and singing
with pride and grace?
And to whom are you bringing your freedom
that onlookers applaud?
You are leaving your great country,
the country that gave you dignity...
as you walk toward the anchored battleships!
How long will you be away and dream
of your loved ones and friends,
but will their words bring you some comfort?
And who will be there to hear
the last words of your thoughts?
You are alike the tall sunflowers,
nourished by the generous sun,
but your mission is much greater than these,
because you fight for a true purpose,
and you risk your young lives for peace...
because freedom sets a price of its own!
Brave and determined soldiers,
suppressing the tears that won't fall,
your triumphant voices subside
the cries of those down below;
whenever your courage surpasses fears,
and thier smiles won't be there...
you'll make the ultimate sacrifice
for those who will not forget you ever!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2005
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