December 15, 2008
I look at my friend
Once so happy and alive
Now he lay at my feet
Cold, cold and unmoving
My friend, my friend
I kneel down to hold him
To bring the light back in his eyes

He had children
A wife
All must live
All must live without him now

Why him, why him
Why not me
I have nothing
He had so much
Why him

A pointless one
One for war
A war with no end
Why don’t they fight
The people who started this war
Why us
Why me
Why him

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