The fighting raged for four full days
I saw men die in different ways
I never saw barbarity
Now it’s staring straight at me
I’ve seen them choke, I’ve seen them die
I’ve heard them for their mothers cry
I’ve seen them dying in the fields
The violence here, it never yields
I’ve seen men losing fractured minds
I’ve seen men sightless, going blind
The things I’ve seen I cannot say
I sit alone and softly pray
Pray for love and understanding
Feel like I’m the last man standing
Β© The Beginning At Last
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