The unseen fight

A work that stays true to all of our troops in the middle east.

The blood drained handsof the great beretsgive away the troubles of the world today. While we toil,bleed and fight, the enemy is forever out of sight, Another flag draped box,brought back from beyond, the true nature of war,never truly shown. The truth of this war,will always be hidden, the perpetrators of the crimes, never forgiven. The facts, dear readers are as follows; this hidden battle will rip us apart, this blood stained sunlight will never depart, these empty shells will never rot away, like the bodies of our heroes who had the heart to say, "My country demands this, so I must go, To the desert and beyond if written so."

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