M

A KIND OF WAR

When they see you struggling
They are there around you watching
They know what to do about you
But who knows what to do about them
When unseen dreadful points hit them
When they see an old man dying they remember their family
When they see a child struggling
They remember their own children
Their love for others have risk themselves
They are not exempted to the risk
Instead they positioned on the front disk
A marching war of life and death
Most of the time they can not chose
Until you win behind their lose
©lineshaker