The cries of men,
The pain of screams,
Entering his ears.
Looking over at the field,
Friends, Soliders, Companions layed in the field of blood.
A bullet skims the side of his face, leaving a small wound.
He jumped over the edge running forword he screamed "FREEDOM!".
Holding his rifle at his side he renemberrs the day he leaves his wife .
She was cryiing , he held her tightly telling her,
"no matter what happens I love you "
He fell silent for a minute then looked up at her , a tear falling from his face,
"if i dont return, name him after his father"...
The pain of screams,
Entering his ears.
Looking over at the field,
Friends, Soliders, Companions layed in the field of blood.
A bullet skims the side of his face, leaving a small wound.
He jumped over the edge running forword he screamed "FREEDOM!".
Holding his rifle at his side he renemberrs the day he leaves his wife .
She was cryiing , he held her tightly telling her,
"no matter what happens I love you "
He fell silent for a minute then looked up at her , a tear falling from his face,
"if i dont return, name him after his father"...
