We are all soldiers
Fighting the war that's life
Tell them how you feel
The pain deep inside
Howling through the air
The wind carries our voices
Let them hear you roar
Your passion is not weakness
Take a stand, put up or shut up, and light the fire
Carry the rage, rally your forces to fulfill your own desire
You're just not a face, you're just not a person
Not a man, child, or woman we are all the unit
We all feel the same, the voice of the voicesless
Our feelings will be heard, this is the revolution
Hold hands, believe in brighter days
We're not nameless
We're not faceless
We were born for greatness
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Author:
Voicesecho88 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Papa Roach Born for greatness. Listen to it and it should make sense what this means xD. Keep on living.
- Category: Reflection
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Very well said man....i was born and raised a soldier....and ill die a soldier with my head held high. Great write ...
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