You fought for what you thought was right,
But in doubt, it only leads to death,
But you carried on for the sake of your loved ones,
You fought in the war, in many situations of life and death,
Now your sword is dull,
Never to be used again,
Your pistol battered and scratched,
Never to fire again,
But still you fight for what you believe,
Even when you have nothing left,
You fought for all those helpless souls,
They trusted you to defend them,
And you did exactly that,
But now you have nothing to defend them with,
Shield them as bullets fire,
Wreak havoc on window screens,
Children crying as their parents are ripped from their grip,
You have finally seen,
What wars really are,
For wars are not a game.
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This is just a meaning for when I was a kid,
I thought wars were just a weird game
Until my parents told me people died in a war,
But who can blame me , I was only 4.
Bye!!!!!?
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