Cry Of The Brave

To some, it is a pair
Unconceived with no intention to care
Militant groups rage in fire waiting for dawn
As the Sun wakes up, the guns are drawn

Prohibition of rules, pros and cons are real
Security seeks for a chance to kill
"Hello" says a strike to my heart
As I rally in the dark, lost with no light

Rage and engage is a serious matter
For we would let it if we knew better
The Sun prepares for duty
As we wait in silence for a victory that could be

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