A poem about war and the soldiers that bare its horrors so that we may sleep peacefully.
Flesh and Blood make him,
His heart beats, his mind loves—
He walks in front of the crowd—
The man falls,
His people scream—
He had loved, as I have
He had family, as I have
He had life, as I have—
Death for Life…
The man for the soldier…
I go home,
To my bed,
He lies cold, his blood soaking him—
A sacrafise for us—
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