The Drumbeats of war are calling me....

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what goes thru a soldier's mind in the terrible hours before battle

The drumbeats of war are calling me
awaiting the fight or death, deciding which one will set me free
I was once a dreamer, the one who smiled alot
the one who saw the world as a garden of angel's breath and forget-me-nots
The further I ran, the more they chased me
Spirtual Oracle that still hangs above the ground at wounded knee
A heartbeat of a lover that belongs to the wisdom of a warrior
to the distant land of the medicine man, now I become an explorer

War has no rules, except the merciful soon become dead fools
prayers rise up in the form of sage smoke,
visions of yesterday, tomorrow's fortunes have awoke

seconds, minutes seem to turn to hours
soon many will lay asleep beneath the flowers
to some their world will fade away, this becomes their part in the play
did they think of King and Country as their life's blood faded away?
open eyes and open mouths, what was the last word they had to say?