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The fighting is intense,
bullets fling everywhere.
But with god at my side,
I am not scared

Its either him or me,
one has to die.
I will not go down,
I will damn well try.

He is the same as I,
both fighting for our country.
Both doing the best,
for our own family.

Hot lead passes through my body.
I fall to my knees.
I can hear my kids yelling,
“daddy come home, please, oh please”

I can see the blood
running down my vest.
I hope my family knows I died,
doing my best.

My enemy is coming close,
to take one last shot.
I pull all my strength,
all I got.

I pull up my sidearm,
and shoot him in the head.
Now not only one of us,
but both will be dead.

I am sitting there,
counting down my life.
Putting a picture in my head,
of my beautiful wife.

I fall to the ground,
hard as a stone.
He did not take my life,
I took my own.

by Unknown

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People dying,
lovers crying,
where motionless bodies are lying.
all because of stupid bullets flying.

blood, bombs, guns and guts
cowardly soldiers hiding in handmade huts.
powered b hatred for a friends death.
maybe even happy its not over yet.
hoping to do something that in time they’ll regret.

Its suddenly silent, the silence of the dead.
the war maybe over but it replays in my head.
why didn’t i die? my friends did instead.
thinking and crying as i lay on my bed
i just keep on thinking of the horrible colour red.

by Sarah Keo

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For a noble cause 
For an universal cause 
Lo warriors! You stake lives 
On hearing humanitarian cries. 

Your dedication to guide 
And safeguarding universal pride 
Balm our fear-filled souls wounded 
While the enemy flees humiliated. 

Holding aloft the flag triumphant
The life’s atom is risked to the last
With pain intolerable more than death 
You display still the spirit of faith. 

The faithful of all, mother earth 
Salutes by awarding the honor of faith 
Eyes thirsty, mist and tear-filled 
For you, sacrifice seems unfulfilled.

by Dr. T. Ashok Chakravarthy

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Many are dying 
and families are crying 
men serving time 
on the battlefield line 
prayin with a gun 
AKA your best friend 
3 2 1 here it comes
WRONGFUL DEATH!! 
To my crew on the block 
and my heros on the streets 
keep doin what you do stay away from the beef 
stay away from the crime 
unite as one
the prize comes later in time 
thats why
im in love 
keep it real
forget the stress 
another day
another time for a 
WRONGFUL DEATH!! 
Dont lose faith 
hold on hold on 
i know your a stranger
but my trust is so strong 
right now there are no differences 
blood is blood
thats a fact if you listen in
a hug is a hug 
black or white
we got day and night 
compare contrast
that divides our rights 
look next to you 
theres no more or less 
youll regret and miss 
with a
WRONGFUL DEATH!!

by Chad Dunn

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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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I Will Keep Holding On
I Will Fight Till I’m Dead And Gone
I Will Never Waste A Moment
I Will Never Waste My Time
I’m Needed Till I’m No Longer Strong Enough

I Will Keep Holding On
Its Wrong Not To
I Waited For This Moment
My Whole Entire Life

As A Boy I Fought
With Swords And Play Guns
Now Its An Reality
And I Feel The Emotions
I Never Had Before

For The First Time I See
My Father’s Eyes
And My Mother’s Heart
Opening Slowly Up

I Will Keep Holding On
While My Family Waits
For Their New Life To Start
And Their Old To Never Return
Someday I Will See Them
Someday I Will Meet Them
When I’m No Longer Strong Enough
And I Have Let Go Of This Sword

by Carina Danholm

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Imagine there’s no famine,
Just food for everyone
With fields producing bounty—
At least this battle has been won.
Imagine there’s no violence,
No wars anywhere.
All people live in freedom,
Everything is fair.
Imagine there’s no illness,
All diseases have a cure.
No more young folks dying,
All people living more.
Imagine there’s no illiteracy,
Education is widespread.
Every mind is nurtured,
Knowledge fills each head.
There’s no harm done in dreams,
One day they might come true.
Imagine how the world will be different
If they really do.

by Jamie Wagenheim

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The morning is mellow
There’s a softness riveted through it
Like a cotton blanket snuggled over you
Or like the surface of clear Crystal Lake
You’re floating on…..

Everyone seems faceless
Almost like shadows or even mannequins
Everyone is in their own cubicle of life…
Oblivious to the signs of life around them…

It’s one for #1
and that’s it……….

Gestures of kindness are mocked
and RUDELY thankless…

What fear envelops mankind????
What ANARCHY…consciousness????

I’m crying for the world
It isn’t even for myself….

It’s for…

Potential lost…
Love forgotten…
Messages never connected….

by Jeanne Fiedler

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