Unheard truths
Sights not seen
Lovers lost and
Forgotten dreams

Fights let go
Victorious draws
Pitch black eyes
Light with awe

Sickened children
Dying young
Fearful cries
Of setting suns

For every breath could be your last
Those lovely faces, life will pass
So even if the comfort leaves
You should stride against the breeze

Fight the waves
To turn the tides
Challenges come
Don’t stand aside

Bleed the blood
Wet your eyes
Keep the scars
Let weakness die

Cause angry blood and tired tears
Must mix for life to preserver