tho I walk through this troubled vale,

I wonder who carries my coffin,
yet I should fly these clouds,

who wears my cloak or the burdens of my family,
after I have fought this battle,

who now carries my armor,sword and shield?
Thank You Father,

I have come with my brothers and sisters,
Thank You Mother,

Your kindness was the death of me...



© 2010 LonelySoul

where the Angels fear to tread,
how many tears should be shed,
how many lives should be lost,
who paid the price,what was the cost,
upon the battlefield,who stands tall,
or hides in shame in the shadows of the wall,
who carries the burden of what they left behind,
upon the shoulders of a heart in kind,
when we die do the Angels sing,
or lift our souls on silent wings?

© 2010 LonelySoul

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