Soak In the Blood

Do not conquer our armies It has been proven you cannot You could never And you will never Our armies are not strong in bullets But their guns are their faith No wages and bonus Its only spirit of winning rights Lives are precious to them But death is a gem for truth You lost lives And their lives gone It is after all a waste of lives A waste of forces and tears An innocent lives are soak in the blood Why not live peacefully without guns You were fighting for your freedom As our armies do But why couldn't you agree When you need it too If we cannot live as brothers We could live as neighbors As long as there is peace And never in war should we face Our homeland of greens Neither your backyard nor your gardens It has never have thorns of roses Until you planted it in their beds Dedicated to Mamasapano 25th Jan Encounter January 31, 2015, from Below the Wind