War and demolition balls of death raging towards me.
The times of red spraying out.
remember those who brought peace to our lands.
remember those who risked their lives for us.
Days of red falling upon us.
greed and selfishness brings no good it only brings war and makes other people poor.
Live die repeat.
Lots of people die lots of people lived but that was only through luck.
But this is nearly the end of me I am face to face with a German the only way to survive is to shoot.
Every day I wonder why we can’t solve this this problem by talking.