Just following orders!
From the head
The men are marching
The tanks are rolling
The battle begins!
Dark clouds of
Smoke hugs the sky
The ground
Stained bloody red
Many men brave
Some of them
Come back home
Some of them
Go to the grave
Following orders!
From the very top
Because it's their duty!
They must perform
They stay strong
And weather the storm!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem