by Axtech » 4/4/2003, 2:59 pm
I think I've fixed up the rhythm. Should be 8,7,8,7.
Freedom Rings
Olive drab covers me today
Marching on without a hitch
A western man-made war machine
Boatman of the river Styx
Cold steel in hand, drilling right through
Told to fire in the night
Casings fall to the warm pavement
Freedom rings with every strike
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
Old wooden shacks on every side
My target comes into sight
A broken-down limestone building
Fallen from explosions bright
Into rubble I slowly move
Wraith at corner of my eye
I turn and look to double check
Was it foeman or ally?
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
The movement comes again in dark
I fire, aim sure and true
An instant in time, the world stops
My conscience twisted askew
Two big eyes lit by gunshot flame
Fear and pain live and pleading
Time begins to fly by again
There lays the child, small, bleeding
Screaming cries into the darkness
I fall down a guilty wreck
Then get back up and carry on
My job not completed yet
One foot in front of the other
Orders running through my head
One foot in front of the other
“Shoot to kill, be sure they’re dead”
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Axtech on 4/4/2003, 3:59 pm, edited 2 times in total.
- - Every now and then I fall out into open air just to feel the wind, rain and everything.
And though the hum and sway gets me down, I'll find the way to peace and openness."Robbo" - © Alex (happeningfish)...^5 ^5 v v