My brothers dead,
This is a threat,
For you have left us,
But I know you still respect us,
This fighting must stop,
For my brother died from a shot,
What have they done now,
For I return home with a frown.
The ways they were before,
and it's still now as a war.
What am I to do?
All i know is, It's all because of you.
Government took him to fight in the war,
And left me and my family torn.
Sent us a package for his bad death,
And I really am sad.
But from the memories before,
I still am glad..


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