The Soldier by Tpage Flaminton

All hail!!! The khaki man is here
Now a better day here we see
No longer living in fear

The radio, my best friend i make
The warfront my bedroom i guez
In politics i take no delight for all is fake

Travelling from City to city
The peace of man i tend to treasure
Yet all works and toils not easy

With The riffle fast on my hand
An agent of death i've turned to be
Now at camp i wish to be

oh dear fighters so weak
Call for retreat, call for surrender, call for peace
For now my riffle i wish go sleep.

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