Incoming Heard
At mid of night my memory stirs,
My Heart pounds Incoming heard!
So
Loud; so many- God; will ever end,
Shoulder to shoulder dug deep in
Our
Promise given before brothers fall
Silence- incoming heard it's hell.
An
Oath taking changing one’s life,
Help us God; through this night.
Then
Night would come straight out hell,
Sounds with site as brave man fell,
So
For what" was ask, for what you see”
For you we say, for our democracy”
For you we came, for you we fail,
Far from home, in this living hell;
At mid of night memory’s still stir,
Then silence- Incoming… heard!
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