Someone should construct a poem with this picture, to be dedicated to our soldiers.

A certain country is not worth dying for

The pain of losses can overpower the joy of victory

The pain of losses can be so deep

Especially when it's irreplaceable

Once that thing is gone, nothing else is sweet

What is that thing? Is it 100 virgins when we get above?

Is it power, money or anything material??

No, none of the above

It's lives, it's human beings, it's the people we love that lives but once.

Unfortunately that's what war is about, shedding blood.

No shout of victory, no trophy of war

can ease from our hearts the pain of the deaths that occur.

Gentle0wavez:
The pain of losses can overpower the joy of victory

The pain of losses can be so deep

Especially when it's irreplaceable

Once that thing is gone, nothing else is sweet

What is that thing? Is it 100 virgins when we get above?
Wooow..




Is it power, money or anything material??

No, none of the above

It's lives, it's human beings, it's the people we love that lives but once.

Unfortunately that's what war is about, shedding blood.

No shout of victory, no trophy of war

can ease from our hearts the pain of the deaths that occur.

Wow.. Bravoo

Wow

Cutting an axe so deep,

One couldn't get a sleep,

Caged in a well so dark, so deep,

On What Course ?

Like an, arrow moved so swift,

Like air with no drift,

Priking so swift,

On What Course?

I have fought a good fight,

Onable to make a quick flight,

Ohh, is that the light,

On What Course?