(For Syria)
I find a way...
One September morning,
Our nation was torn...
Captain America
By Mark Spencer...
You ask me if I love you
And I turn my face away...
THE BRITISH SOLDIER
In a station in the city a British soldier stood...
I sit among the marble columns
And gaze down endless rows...
A father bids his family goodbye,
his child has fun to where his father is going...
My Mexican people have real pride
They will never be left behind...
The Battlefield
It is said that some are taken by terror...
Playing a game called War
Where we trade in lives for freedom...
The soldier squared his shoulders,
as he slowly raised his head...
Smiling and waving
As he goes to the gate...