Monday, March 17, 2014

Why We Fight

On the last day of the war
Tired soldiers wonder
What it was all for

Sitting in the shade
Of the old hospital
Gutted by the raids

Sea turns red at the end of day
The crippled destroyer
Limps into the bay

We don't fight
For what is right
We fight because
It is all we know

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