I have horror, I am horrified
I see shells of people of houses, no-one asking why
I have destroyed memories and hope
I can’t close my eyes
Something has died
I am soldier, I am fighter
When I see compassion, I despise
My destiny is glory
This man will never cry
Something has died
I am proud, I have my pride
With this uniform, I will conquer and divide
I wear a coat of one colour
Behind which I can hide
Something has died
I have questions, I close my eyes
Why must I ponder over Man, so profound and wise
Yet, I will not say
“I have answers, I have answers”
Something has died.
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