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freedom fight

Poetry By: Foliostar
Song lyrics


Tags: Pray, For, Troops


Thus is dedicated to all the soldiers that have fought in the war. And the veterans left but not forgotten under the ground. My heart goes out to their families. May God keep you and love you


Submitted:Mar 15, 2010    Reads: 45    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Distant letters to town making there way back hom. Distant soldier in war losing himself. Tears write the words on his paper. And the pain in his heart. ------------------------- Chorus: he stands firmly in the dirt. His solute flailing through the sky to his forehead. His command heard through the air to his followers. He cries. Welcome young worrier. Welcome young pride. Welcome young fighters, here you can't be afraid to die. -------------------- He fights for his family rights. Battles for the worlds freedom. Standing beside his fellow soldier. Hes there crying shoulder. Little did he know that the fear of leaving here. Was instilled in his soul. A life of hiding himself from the world. Because he wants his children to be happy, and never learn to to be cruel. As he takes out a pen. Writing dear son I can't believe your ten. Send my love to your mom. Cause honey I love you to. Wiping his eyes as the tears fell through. Writing I love you sincerely and forever yours. As he returns to his storm. His stance is formed ------------------ Chorus: he stands firmly in the dirt. With His solute flailing through the sky to his forehead. His command heard through the air to his followers. He cries. Welcome young worrier. Welcome young pride. Welcome young fighters, here you can't be afraid to die. -------------------------- After his speech walking back to his cabin his. Stopped by his commander above him. To hear him say you've been commissioned. To fight with your men on the next mission. He knew the journey that he'd take with them. Would be a dangerous one. So out in the Baghdad as the bullet shells. Missing him by only a few inches. Standing with his men in the ditches he screamed over the noise of the bombs landing just over their heads. Commanding through his tears. ------------------------- Chorus: he stands firmly but with fear. With his feet in the sand. His solute flailing through the sky to his forehead. His command heard through the air to his followers. He cries. Welcome young worrier. Welcome young pride. Welcome young fighters, here you can't be afraid to die. This is close to the end. By let them not forget our let's breathe. ---------------------- These where the words he said, fighters for freedom. Remember to pray each day. Cause today is a gift , givin and gained by warriors pain..Don't forget them.




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