Friday, 24 October 2014

How can any peace be found, amidst the concrete and steel
A haze or grey that fills the sky, reminders of the lost
The innocents and fallen heroes, much too high a cost.
And the three brave men that raised our flag, atop the massive grave
You showed us spirit and gave us hope, your heart and soul you gave.
And the Queen she played our Anthem, not a dry eye could be found,
As we search for closure of loved ones gone,
We know that life must carry on.
So many faces, the same blank gaze,
Our lives now changed in many ways
The hockey game was cancelled as they bowed their heads to pray
Their hearts were filled sorrow, the coach could not resume the play.
They were ordinary people, living ordinary lives,
They were minding their own business, they didn't have to die.
Hiding like a coward in his bunker underground
It's his people that will pay the price,
His conscience can't be found.
I wonder if his God will be forgiving when it comes to Judgement Day
That day is coming soon my friends, I heard the battle cry today.

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