Why am I still here?
Who brought me?
I don't wanna be here, a world where there's only darkness.
A world where there's no light.
Boots stomping against dry leaves,
Uniforms shedded, soldiers bleeding,
Shots were fired and cries were heard,
A demon had been unleashed.
Why are we here?
Fighting a battle for our light against their darkness.
We are humans not gods, divine not eternal.
We knew were we stood but we were determined to win this war.
Hidden behind stacks of wood, was I
Without no badge, without no uniform.
My colleague were dying and I was here whimpering.
I knew how my actions portrayed my being and I prayed to be saved.
One last bullet, one last grenade.
Bloody knee, shoeless feet, dead men and fighting soldiers
I saw my target emerge from the dark towards my losing war.
I took my chance, fighting for our peace and dying for our freedom,
Body dropping, shooting spree.
Wounds forming, blood gushing, thrust was quenched and a cry of victory was heard.
Falling limply with a grim smile ,we won, we were saved.
I took the fall of my nation. I died a hero.
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