Do Not Worry, Just For Today
So we bled the unknown soldier
For the ones who knew the score
But the barrels of our weapons
Held no flowers anymore
Then the souls that we abandoned
Called for mercy from the dark
So we marched to their salvation
With our pipe band in the park
Yet the mothers stood forsaken
As the children walked away
Though they yearned for our protection
We had nothing left to say
For although we came as prophets
Of the unborn and the mild
Are we also called to stand by?
Every lost and unknown child
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