Go on ahead, little soldier-boy
make your mama proud.
Serving your country with loyalty,
your courage knows no bounds.
Keep your head up, soldier-boy,
a cold gun is in your hand,
and although days have passed,
the memories will always stand.
Keep praying, good ol' soldier-boy
as bombs paint across the sky.
Your friends are in a better place
no time for you to cry.
Don't stop moving, my brave soldier-boy,
the sun has not yet set,
the enemy is closing in,
one shot is all that's left.
Hold your breath, scared soldier-boy
the fiends are at your tail
they'll hunt you down mercilessly
as your mission is marked 'fail'.
Close your eyes, dear soldier-boy
and pray up to your God.
The pain is building in your chest
and your vision is getting flawed.
It's over soon, sweet soldier-boy
as some bunker down and cry,
the fight for you is over,
some men were born to die.
Goodbye, my brave little soldier-boy
your life burned like an ember.
Your sacrifice wasn't for naught.
And we will always remember.
Your home now, good ol' soldier-boy,
in your casket gold and white,
the flag spread across in memory.
As today we lost the fight
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A Dash of Madness
PoetryThe mind is a horrible thing to waste. Now when you have a mind like mine, where monsters come out to play and happy things come in bursts, it helps to write things down. From bad days to good days and everything in between I try to make sense of...
