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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Little Soldier.

He wakes up in the morning,
Used to the sounding blasts,
Used to the raging bullets that
Fly like a game of darts.
He is used to the fear that grasps
Seeping through his bones
He lives today, but he knows
Tomorrow he might wont.
Labeled for what he does not do
Blamed for their mistakes
That little soul, he's facing fears
That would surely make you shake.
The blood, the cries, the haunting screams,
They are a part of life,
The walls he is enclosed into,
Are closing into his mind.
The eyes outside, they watch for him,
They laugh as he stumbles and fall,
Get up, little soldier, don't you fear,
You're braver than them all.
One day you'll grow up and see the truth
One day you will be free
The innocence in the pain you bear
Is a pain thats part of me.
Grow up, little soldier, drive them out,
This is your land, your destiny,
He watches over you everyday
One day He'll make you free.
Little soldier, I envy you,
You'll die with such pride
You'll run free above, no pain shall touch,
In heaven you shall abide.

I honestly never got it. Why would you invade a country and then inflict all the cruelty on the children that never even do anything. Why would you inflict such cruelty on innocent citizens, and when they try to defend themselves they're labeled as 'terrorists.' Makes me cry, how their destroying the future of so many children. I don't even get why they're on war in Iraq. How would you justify killing so many brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers? Makes no sense. Not to mention how cruel it is in the first place. And they call THEM terrorists?

THIS. >>>>



Sorry, just had to let it out.

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