This battle's over.
Open my eyes and see
an enemy soldier staring back at me.
How could it have come to this?
People killing people of their own nationality?
No need to question now.
I'm alive. His body, just a portion of what he used to be.
The sun is setting. So beautiful.
I hear jets overhead.
Friend or foe? Doesn't matter anymore.
Cause they want us all dead.
I pick up the my lifeless "friend's" head (it's all that's left).
This battle's over. It's time to make amends.
It's nearly dark now.
I'm finally at the river.
It's so quiet. Not a sound.
It's warm, but I still shiver.
I say a prayer for my lifeless new friend
his remaining head
and release him into the water.
I ask God for forgiveness.
As what's left bobs up and down
his eyes still stare back at me. Lifeless.
I can't help wondering how they made us come to this.
Neighbor fighting neighbor, friend against friend.
I have no answer as he floats away
except to think they want us all dead.
The bastards won't be happy until
my life comes to an end.
I think I'll be joining you soon
my lifeless new friend.
Floating down this river.
Just a portion of what I used to be.
As lifeless as you, my old friend.
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