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Screams and agony heard about

Am I the only one that hears?

The tears, the pain, the gunshots, the doubt

Knowing that my death draws near

Reload

Remember 

Return and survive

My friends and I will not return from the fight

I can hear them pray to God for their lives

From the dawn of day till the blindness of night

The fatherless children and husbandless wives

The sound of bullets, whizzing over-way

Make any man jump in their fright

The last spec of light and our last final day

Our ‘patriotism’ burning like a fire alight

Sob not for me, I’ve heard enough screams

It is not for my men you should cry

Just acknowledge our effort and unconquered dreams

And remember, that for you, we did try

We apologise now, if things aren’t the same

We are sorry if we failed you so far

But what you hold is a legacy in name

And wallow in wealth, good health and few scars.