Here in the land of
freedom
Provided by the brave
I found the price of
liberty
In an unmarked
soldier’s grave
No one had brought
him flowers
The world seemed
unaware
A war lost in the
headlines
Where no one seemed
to care
He fought for God and
country
But he died not
knowing why
His country soon
forgot him
And God just let him
die
Just one more
Christian soldier
Crucified without a
cross
In a land grown tired
and angry
Too cold to feel the
loss
You see, wars are
never noble
And never worth the
price
They benefit the
masters
Not those who
sacrifice
So, put away those
tools of war
And don’t give in to
hate
Turn your swords to
plowshares
Before it is too late
cn 06072013
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