My sweet and innocent brother,
Sent to war with no purpose
Dead, he was found dead
“He died for our country” people say
A hero, who risked his life for our safety
But...How much does a regret weight?
My brother, he was only my brother
I miss him, every bit of him
But now, he is more than my brother
He is a hero.
The soldier came
And told me what happened
An accident, he called it.
An honorable accident.
He was part of me,
A part of what who I am, who I was
And who I will grow to be
I take the ashes and spread them,
Saying my last goodbyes, a tear full of sorrow
Blows with the wind.
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