The Wounds Left After the War


The war dissolves the life into the water
It gives you disappointment and loss
It also kills the mother's son and daughter
And ruins, and rapes, not caring about
The almighty sign of cross

The tears, fear, blood and smoke
And begging praying every night
Because the life is not a joke
It is a cruel, arduous, and never ending fight

The youth begins to grow up too early
They change the wedding dress to uniforms and guns
Leaving the always lasting wounds
In their journey through the life.

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