Friday, February 5, 2016

The Soldier

The soldier marches in the rain
hurrah hurrah
He plays his patriotic game
hurrah hurrah
The bullets burst, the colonels curse
The nurses and medics all fear for the worst
And he'll never be the same.

The soldier marches in the rain
hurrah hurrah
There is no drug to ease his pain
hurrah hurrah
A thunder clap, an endless shout
He closes his eyes but still can't get out
And he'll never sleep again

The soldier marches in the rain
hurrah hurrah
The end is drawing near for him
hurrah hurrah
The words are wrote, the triggers released
Maybe now he'll find his peace.
And we'll never know his name.

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