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Where is silence when war begins?

When violence is taken into a soldiers hand?

When all the guns have made their rounds,

soldiers silently crawl through the grounds.



Soldiers who go without sleep in their fields.

Soldiers who refuse to yield.



Where is the gain?

When all is lost in the end?

Weather it your own life,

or the life of a friend.



A soldier kneels with his best friend in the grass.

All is completly quiet at last.

Then just like a comet hitting the earth,

a bullet takes your buddies place.

He is killed with a chilling look on his face.



You now are left alone.

Wondering if you will get out alive.

Will you go home to your wife and children?

Can you get out of this alive?



What is so civil about that loss?

The distant sounds of guns shot off.



Your mind is scattered,

you are torn and tattered

and finally you drift asleep.

Will you wake up to see tomorrow?

You wonder as you try not to dream.



Where is the silence when war begins?

As you realize that you too, have sinned