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Published: 2014-09-01 17:22:23 +0000 UTC; Views: 209; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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When I see the children play,So happily and free
I smile at their innocence,
But inside I bleed.
The darkest fear wells up within me,
An awful guzzling surge,
As in my mind I see they're faces,
And hear the long, low dirge.
I try in vain to mourn them,
But to me they already died,
The day they stopped fighting for freedom,
And started fighting for pride.
We, the people cheer them,
As they hack down civilians
With death's scythes.
And we the nations citizens,
praised the death cries.
Why does the price of freedom
have to be paid in blood?
Why do innocents have to die,
Drowning in gore a mud?
Take away the censors,
Soon you'll lose the cheers.
Turn the volume up blaring,
Till they hear the screams of fear.
See the children running,
As they are shot in the back.
Listen to the brutality of the soldier's attack.
See the mother collapse,
From many grievous wounds.
Land upon her baby,
And become the little ones tomb.
They're is no honor to be had,
Behind the barrel of a gun.
They're is no pride to be taken,
Shooting children when they run.
