Man Continues Fighting

Jodhpurs seem to saintly ride, two by two and side. Taking souls along the way, destin men of war to graves. Most do fall upon their knees, in prayers for GODs forgiveness. But others laughing has they fight, the living souls of meekness. War is to the mother, such an evil to the child. Different to the brother, in his eyes still live the wild. The innocent are but a few, that have to pay the cost. The earth returns to dust the bones, of all the soldiers lost. Has man continues fighting...