“Men of War “

We fight, we faught.
We prayed to survive.
It's hard to stay alive.
Today we give.
Tomorrow we gave.
Our blood, our sweat,
Our tears, they're real.
Yearning each day.
For a love to feel.
But until such day.
We fight, we faught.
Bled, cried, and died.
So our piers could live.
And when it's all,
Said and done.
We will have faught,
And we will have won.
Men of war.

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