The Storm

For those I love, I respect, I find dear,

I enlisted in the squad of guns for hire.

I went to the war and, I’ve lost the fear,

as I crawl in a pit of the danger dire.

 

The planes over me are thundering as they soar,

rifles are ready, followed with a growling cheer.

The enemy is approaching, starting the war,

and we moved to rival them, all of my peer.

 

The command is booming in the back, I hear,

be brave, show no mercy, comes thought the wire.

Storm the enemy, wipe their positions clear,

the command came, Fire, Fire, Fire!

Disappear

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