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2003-20-03 - 11:45 a.m. march 20 16 years old when I went to war, To fight for a land fit for heroes, God on my side, and a gun in my hand, Counting my days down to zero, And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died, And I never did get any older, But I knew at the time that a year in the line, Is a long enough life for a soldier, We all volunteered, and we wrote down our names, And we added two years to our ages, Eager for life and ahead of the game, Ready for history�s pages, And we fought and we brawled and we whored �til we stood, Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder, A thirst for the Hun, we were food for the gun, And that�s what you are when you�re soldiers, I heard my friend cry, and he sank to his knees, Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother, And I fell by his side, and that�s how we died, Clinging like kids to each other, And I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood, And I wept as his body grew colder, And I called for my mother and she never came, Though it wasn�t my fault and I wasn�t to blame, The day not half over and ten thousand slain, And now there�s nobody remembers our names, And that�s how it is for a soldier. i just thought that song was so appropriate for the war going on now...good luck to you guys! may you bring us to victory! � � |