This is a callout post to disorganized and sleepy bitches (me)
Delete those random alarm times from your phone. You aren’t gonna need to reuse that alarm for 2:37pm anytime soon. I promise
At only 19, he was forced to join the war, to protect those he loved
A fight for control
Blood guts and shells
To young to have witness but there was no choice
A call for more soldiers
A fight to protect
His people , his rights, and future generations
For both the people he loved and hated
Fighting till the end
Secrets not told to just anyone
Enemies hiding in the shadows, signaling
Asking for mercy, for it to end
Scared for their safety
Begging for help, to escape
In the shadows we gain more help
One day the war will end
People will cry, mourn, and thank their people
Outsiders at one point now family to many
These wars killed many, so thank you for your service, those who survived to tell their tales and to those who died on the field as well