He's never been a war, it's a life epic All I have had to worry about so far The loss of life so far is catastrophic All I have had to give a thought, so radical Battlefield, the crawling home that dunks a coward Where afterlife looks better than life Where soldier is killed and warrior is cured So how do I say this to my caring wife It's not my wish to see you cry It's not my decision to go, it's an order The day may seems long, distressed and dry But tomorrow's gonna decide it one way or another From the depth of my brave mind I make a promise of coming back home Even if it seems to lag behind I shall find my way back home It was not long you returned from one, wife cried Promise me you will come back, little dove sobs Does your tears guarantee your coming back? Instinct lamented But how do I say to them that it's not my wish but duty calls. ©OSA ABAMI_EDA
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