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A Man of Peace

The halls once filled thousands of men and women too,
Now left with only a hundred and of them, brave is few
As  they march against
With deadly intent
And yet the cold wind blows

Screams of wounded, injured, dying
Silenced by mortars, gunfire and shelling
He was a man
Who just worked the land
and yet the cold wind blows

His brothers lay in the blood red sand
as he is shipped home to an unknown land
His mother sobbing
His father digging
and yet the cold wind blows

Ten years back
But never home
and yet the cold wind blows.

At the bridge
He questions life
and the cold wind blows no more