• They watched as their men each fell down,
    Bleeding and making no sound.
    The shots in the air
    Broke away each pair
    They stood together to fight
    Day in and day out until the morning light
    When the sun arose above the town
    Everything was quiet, not even a tiny sound
    The silence spoke louder than words
    The people lay in the street
    Like dead carcus, dead meat.
    The opposing team decided to go,
    There was nothing more to show
    The stillness in the air
    Showed that life is never fair.
    We all have to lose a battle,
    We all have to lose a fight,
    But don’t forget its not always the end,
    There’s usually always something around the next bend.