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Late last night I watched a film Field Punishment No  1 About 6 New Zealanders Who refused to fight the *** Beaten, abused and humiliated The stood up for their beliefs And the army couldn't break them Despite the torture and mental grief Threatened with a firing squad They steadfastly held their ground We will not yield to you on bended knee Though in fear for our young lives We choose our own destiny Up to the age of 19 years I had Catholicism forced on me But when the killing started I finally opened my eyes to see No Gods in their compassionate wisdom Would allow such things be done Then praised in halls of worship Allow fine hyms of death to be sung And so I made the decision Not to go down on bended knee And so at the tender age of 19 years I chose my own destiny
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 1:55 PM UTC
To Choose Your Own Destiny
Late last night I watched a film Field Punishment No  1 About 6 New Zealanders Who refused to fight the *** Beaten, abused and humiliated The stood up for their beliefs And the army couldn't break them Despite the torture and mental grief Threatened with a firing squad They steadfastly held their ground We will not yield to you on bended knee Though in fear for our young lives We choose our own destiny Up to the age of 19 years I had Catholicism forced on me But when the killing started I finally opened my eyes to see No Gods in their compassionate wisdom Would allow such things be done Then praised in halls of worship Allow fine hyms of death to be sung And so I made the decision Not to go down on bended knee And so at the tender age of 19 years I chose my own destiny
joe-cole
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 1:55 PM UTC
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