Topic: In The War | |
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I have heard the goddess weeping Late at night as I was sleeping For her children who are dying In the war But her pleas they cannot hear Their ears are deafened by their fear So she is losing all held dear In the war Oh, the fields have all turned red There's no graves to hold the dead and no time to rest my head In the war But still at night I hear her weeping 'Ore the dead in piles heaping Asking why must you keep fighting In the war |
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i was "in the war" and sure how to take that?????
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dont take it the wrong way...i have dear friends whom I fear for daily...in the war
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bump
good poem i |
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bravery
and terror in the war |
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