To walk the path of blood
One has to understand
When all is done and dead
When lost the battle and the soul
When the last tear falls to grave
And a lonely warrior succumbs to fear
When to follow is to die
And to run is to survive
When forgotten is the past
And the future only a dreamlike fantasy
When a life is lost
And honour gained
When to fight a child is called
And duty takes what once was loved
A spectre comes to aid
To teach the art of death
To show the sacrifice
To lead them all to glory
When all is done and dead
When won the battle and the prize
When the last tear falls in happiness
A lonely warrior succumbs to pain
For only a fool is loved by war
And only a fool can hear the call
Only a fool can see what others deny
And watch the silent cry of life
To walk the path of blood
One has to understand
Or be a fool
Story Notes:
DEDICATION: To my dear grandfather. May this give you something to smile about in heaven, Papa.