Once upon a time,
A man climbed on a cliff
He decided to explore
The world below him
He’d wanted to fight
in the battlefield
But no guns came upon his hands
As he set to climb back down
He saw his son
On the battlefield,
Trying to fight
Trying to survive
It is a deathly place
On the battlefield
As he saw his son about to die
He decided to do what’s best
Jump into the deathly battlefield
Bare handed.
What a tragedy.
Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 4:32 PM UTC
Once upon a time,
A man climbed on a cliff
He decided to explore
The world below him
He’d wanted to fight
in the battlefield
But no guns came upon his hands
As he set to climb back down
He saw his son
On the battlefield,
Trying to fight
Trying to survive
It is a deathly place
On the battlefield
As he saw his son about to die
He decided to do what’s best
Jump into the deathly battlefield
Bare handed.
What a tragedy.
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