May 22, 2004 22:28
Why do we take for granted
All the liberties we possess?
The suffering has gotten extreme
More than mere words can express
My shoulder was tapped and I was made to go to war
I experienced blood and death
But what was it for?
Chorus:
There's nothing in the books
That says a man's life is his own
But I know that my worthless life is my own
Do you know what it's like to die
Crying in your mind?
You think you are dying for the truth
But truly you are blind
You were born and with your birth
You thought you had so much to give
And you died with one plead to God
All I want is to live.
Chorus.