Cry of a Dead Soldier

They said it would be hard,
Not hard as I had thought,
As I stood in a line,
With my friends and fought.

'Till one by one,
We were gunned down,
As the government sat at home,
With heavy heads and a frown.

They were angry,
Perhaps embarrassed of us,
We tried our best...
But it wasn't enough.

And still they send,
More troops to die...
Like that...
Of my friends and I.

My wife was at home,
The children too...
Not knowing that..
Their worst dreams had come true.

It's too late now,
They'll never see my face,
Because where I lie...
Is my resting place.

I dream of the day,
When we meet in the sky..
But now...
I can't even say goodbye.