Soldiers

 They were all forced to go

They were called one by one

To fight for the freedom

Of their daughters and their sons

They stood arm in arm

With guns drawn in their hands

They would never turn their back

On their own native land

The fields were lined

With the young and the old

Lines painted in red

Marked where the enemy would fold

The dark air full of fear

With shadows owning the night

They sat below holding pictures

Just praying for the light

They left no one behind

War was never a game

They marked graves of the dead

And where they were laid

They left their helmets

Their tags and their guns

But remembered their smiles

That shone like the sun

They continue to come and go

And battle for their flag

It’s more than we can ever ask for

In the presence of today

They still stand for their country

And show it on their sleeve

They fight for the red and white

Because this is how we bleed