Soldiers
Welcome jokers, this is not a drill The enemies are closing in for a kill Turn your back, you're welcome to try Tell the world, you shied to die Wipe off the paint, tear off the skin, What's left inside? Let the rot begin. March like soldiers, damn the parade, A soldier never quits, till he's dead Stand if you dare, fall if you must, This world feeds on cowards, spits out dust. cuz the dead have plenty to speak to their killers but corpses are the real goddamned fillers We're flagged by the coffins bold and bare but those who bury us kill us right there they don't know why do we fight it's no goddamned show nor is it might When a bullet hits their chest its too late to reflect why a soldier never quits till he's dead So be the soldier fight, if you dare cuz your enemies will strip your pride lay it out bare The flag is a rag when the soul gets sold, and medals weigh nothing when the body's cold. Give me no prayers, for the cost of the blood but a soldier never quits, till he gives his blood Bite down the screams, tear off the chain, march through the blood, forget your own name. If the blood clots, endure the pain you've cut yourselves before in your lover's name if you can bleed, for one single cause the nation's at stake, where's your love? don't call me insane for i know what you have a portrait of your lover who's killed your love you resist, as if it matters anymore can't you see through the pain from the scar of your soul? you don't need anyone to prove your love you bleed for your lover we bleed for love You cannot bring back the dead but remember the anthem we once bled A soldier never quits till he's dead
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Iren
My love for poetry began when my friend NIkhil inspired me to enter the beautiful world of poetry, I was also inspired by Derick Williams aka Benhur, and truth be told Mistral(Marianna, Dawn)who were like MotherNature themselves, my friend,...
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