My love
Let there be war in every streets
Let there be fear in every eyes
Let there be fire in every shore
For our freedom does come at a price
My love
Let my children not cry
Let them know
Evil must die
And sinners we did kill
In villages and in cities
Until our atrocities spread
And blood flowed into the streets
We took the hills by storm
The mountain we dug our graves
And in cities wide and beautiful
We shattered them to pieces
We fought in the lakes
In bridges and in rivers
We fought and we fought
Until the sky became dark
As the devil in fear
We fought to kill
We fought to bring
A lasting peace
Where freedom speaks
And sparkles lit
And seasons grows
Peacefully old
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excellent poem, excellently written We fought to kill We fought to bring A lasting peace /// excellent