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There I stand head held high
knowing today I could die
bullets pounding by the score
could today be my last chore
Listening to the cries of pain
my heart aches no freedoms gain
my mind seeks shelter
that will not come
within a brain completely numbed
Will today be my last day
fighting men each one to slay
I cannot face another day
blooded bodies around me lay
Is the the end of life for me?
Pray God set me free
lift my soul - give me peace
let me share my home with thee
Pray God what is the gain – from destructive
Bloody War
We all cry out for peace but no one listens