Fight For the Weak

I feel the everpresent stillness of pain This war is a just fight for gain But does it matter who will reign When my blood is only a stain? The lives of thousands in fragments The pool that is hatred stagnant The war pulls them in like a magnet We must honor their sacrifice so gallant Who fights for the freedom of others When oppressors seek their lives to smother Will they return to their lovers Or never go home to their mothers? The soldiers of fairness and rights Will ascend to climb to the light Impressed in our memory is their fight Their courage, their honor, their glory, their might Crush the oppressors, free the enslaved These people whose very lives have been saved Their strength and valor never caved, But a path, through sacrifice, has been paved.