Twenty-two today
Twenty-two tomorrow
Our brothers
Our sisters
Still lay on the battlefield
And none of their wounds tended,
Left to fester,
And rot
Your safe now
Take my hand
I have your six,
You are not alone
You are not twenty-two
You are not twenty-one
You are not nineteen
You are not eighteenth
You are not seventeenth
You are not sixteenth
You are not fifteenth
You are not fourteenth
You are not thirteenth
You are not twelfth
You are not eleventh
You are not tenth
You are not ninth
You are not eighth
You are not seventh
You are not sixth
You are not fifth
You are not fourth
You are not third
You are not second
You are not the first.
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