Lonely I was when I stood staring at the sky Had a gun in my hand, was too afraid to cry Fought bitter battles and never lived to tell How at the altar of freedom, my body fell My soul searches for reasons as to why I died Did I save my people, had I tried? Do they remember me, my deeds, my name Are they proud of me or did I bring them shame My battered body stood testimony to my fate My heart had stopped in a battle brought about by hate I had screamed in pain, and shivered with fright But before I died, I did put up a fight Remember me, my beloved country It was I, my men, who brought you victory I fought to the last bullet in my gun I was a soldier, I was your son
Posted on: Sun, 29 Sep 2013 06:14:18 +0000
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