War
As the sun sets
And the smoke clears
All the bullets
Seem to disappear.
It's been a long day
Nothing can be done
There's no need to pray
For the nightmare is all gone.
For women and men
Fought a long war
A point has been made
No need to fight anymore.
Hundreds of body bags
Bad news soldiers were sending
Appreciating life, I salute my flag
Which I was defending.
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