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The Fallen Flower

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For the 1992 War in Iraq.

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There on a misty morning.

The sun slowly rises

After a battle in Baghdad

There lies her youngest son

Tears in his eyes

Wounded and dying.


Mother, if I could live my life again

If I could call the world my friend

If I could write my story end

I would call this war in vain

Just to see you once again.


A smile comes to his face

An easy calm front of him

His life flashes by

Amidst his boyish charms

He feels his mother’s arms

In that painless moment

He hears her cry ...


Son, if I could roll back the years

If I could see through these tears

If I could face all my fears

I would call this war in vain

Just to hold you once again.


If I could roll back the years again

If I could see your face again

If I could call the world my friend

Where there is peace and love again

Mother just to see you once again.
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Please remember me forever

And share my story whenever

Please forget me never ...
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Your dying son from Baghdad.

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