The Soldiers

The air was thin,the ground cold,
But yet they stood unafraid and bold,

Their blood was boiling,their eyes ablaze, 
Not a million bullets,could them hinder or faze, 

"How dare they set foot,how dare they come!
Onto our land,under our sun!"

"They shall pay,they shall die! 
This is our promise,we never lie!"

And so they stood,brothers in arms, 
To defend their people,to defend their farms,

Every pebble,every last grain of sand, 
They would take back of their beloved motherland

And as the war waged on,the brothers did part, 
But not before giving their soul,not before giving their heart,

And before their final breath,before their untimely demise,
They saw a majestic sight,in front of the gleaming sun rise,

They smiled as they fell with a final sigh,
Their beloved Tri Colour,flying forever high.