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In war-torn foreign jungles
Children fight with guns
The little soldier stumbles
And frightened , tries to run .

Amid the vines & brambles
Against the cries of war
His mind is all in shambles
Wonders what he's bleeding for .

Hidden in the shadowed dark
From the blazing golden sun
Sees the brief ignited spark
Of the a lone enemy gun .

Stealing stealthily as a jaguar
Forehead wet with sweat
He takes his aim & fires
Swiftly delivers death .

He crawls towards his victim
Lying in a heap
But what he sees , it shocks him
And silently he weeps.

The figure he had just shot dead
A boy no older than twelve
Slumped in a pool of crimson red
A boy no older than himself .

Caught off-guard , he did not hear
The footsteps at his back
And then the bullet ringing clear
The enemy attack .

As he drew in his last breath
And heartbeat slowly ceased
He had not fear of death
For he'd finally have peace .

yeah its great!! very sad at the end though... poor kids....