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When saviors become scapegoats

And allies are forced to take the undeserving blame

When pillaged war badges are proudly displayed on the shattered sleeves of bloodstained coats

Is where we wretchedly realize that this battle is far more than just a bloodthirsty game



When fearless soldiers die

And audacious heroes are born

When corrupted angels cry

Is where America begins to silently pray and mourn



When the leafless trees whisper the names of lost, loved ones into the opaque night

But merely wind is heard and the only thing felt is the frigid breeze

When the perpetual darkness deprives us of our remaining sight

Is where our Purple Hearts begin to excruciatingly freeze



When we parade in unison on the enemy infested street

And forever spontaneously comes to a tragic end

When hearts beat

Is where the world can hopefully find a way to peacefully mend