Help,
there’s soldiers all around,
Help,
there’s horses jumping in the air,
Help,
there’s bullets everywhere .
Help,
there’s people falling miserably to the ground,
Help,
there’s charging coming up the hill ahead,
Help there’s
planes going ‘NEOW’, over my small overloaded head,
Help, my
friends are dying.
Help, the
war is not over we are still fighting,
Help, am I
going to be next in the line, to die, to fall, to give up?
Help, bombs
falling, blowing up all around me,
Help, I'm
dying, I'm dying, the bullets are all in me.
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