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Unwilling

A soldier fighting in the war. A place and time long before. He could recall why. He was willing to kill. Before he would die. Before he was able to sit still. Watching before him. Lives shattered. Writing a useless requiem. On a piece of paper only tattered. A soldier that will never be the same. An harmless man, given the blame. Be wise. To those you crictise. They fight for you. Risking their life. And all you do. Is give them strife. "They're wrong for fighting". But they don't have a choice. "They deserve a smiting". They already recieved it with your voice. If they could choose. Do you really think they would want to lose? You put the shame on the wrong man. You better learn to understand. People are willing to die. Families unwilling cry. For lost daughters and sons. Lost souls to the whole war. Leaping into random runs. And see them hurt. Kills them once more. You do unjust words to those. Soldiers who had no choice but to survive. Practically standing in rows. Picking out who will stay alive. While your safe in your home. A mother is home alone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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