• I stand upon the dirt ,
    You ask me what do i see?

    I see but a little boy running upon the battlefield.

    I stand upon the dirt and the corpse of a little boy,
    You ask me what do i see?

    I see bullets wizzing past heads and shoulders.

    I stand upon the dirt, the corpse of a little boy and the bullet shells.
    You ask me what do i see?

    I see my brothers in arms screaming my name.

    I sit upon the dirt, holding my brother in arms.
    You ask me what do i see?

    I see war.