When will the fight be over,
now that the graves have piled up?
Where to run now for cover
as smoke from bodies fill life's cup?
now that the graves have piled up?
Where to run now for cover
as smoke from bodies fill life's cup?
All around - martyrs and bullet shells,
while leaders looked the other way.
Of bravery and tears - unending tales,
the wind of patriotism is still on sway.
Prasenjit©1997-2021
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