I want to sing a Song
For the Brave And The Small
To listen to their shouts And Scream
Will make me cry And Fall
I hate War
But I would kneel for the many men
Going
Even the youngest one of All
The blood they make
The tears They Spread
Is so sad And Unbearing
But you can never imagine How They
Themselves Must Feel
When they Are on the ground Crawlling
The Courage They have
They bravery They Bring
Is so amazing…..
And I could
Never Think Of How It must Feel
Unless I heard The Story
The Feel Of Mud
The Feel Of Pain
The Memory Of friends And Brothers Dying
Screaming For Your Help
Will be there in your head
Till the Very End
by Carina Danholm
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