they fight to see the ones they love
not ever knowing when au how but one siku some how
will find out how
bombs and guns farasi and them
all leave together but rest in the end
the fight of honor
the fight for friends
all the things that matter in the end
some will live some will fall
a hero is made in the hearts of them all
the white flag wont be raised not until the peace is made
children cry knowing why there brothers and loved
ones leave for them so they may live in the end
smoke and ash moto and blood covered kwa cries
of the ones on death life and things that come to an end will be remembered kwa the ones they left
medali and crests upendo and hope a hero will be remebered not for them never why a peace will be made when the hero dies the white flage lays
blood stained in the hand of a man of war killed kwa the one that fort this war
the wooden cascets of bodies and guns lay with the flag that means peace and upendo life its self is about courage the one thing they must have had even if dead au alive they will return and lay there flowers and trumpets will fill the air because they will alway remember a Heroes death.
