The two sides of Battlefield
Where guns started on shouting.
The once green battle feild turned into red.
Where men kept on fighting.
Covered with blood: a huge death bed.
Billions have seen them but didn't able to hear.
Those painful mourning -----
From that shattered battlefield -----
Turned dreams into nightmares.
But one lay hidden behind was a promise.
Indeed. They die.
But did not just demise.
Behind those men who lay dead
Was a fighter.
Barely to be forgotten------
the heroes with much desire.
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