I wake up in the
morning, I didn’t sleep at all.
Thinking of that one
person who went to give his soul.
For the sake of a
nation that died on the go.
On the hands of a
cruel being that didn’t have a soul.
I love you to the end
of days. I am waiting at my door.
You’re the pride of my
world I wrote it in a note.
You will read it in
this letter, a letter to the front.
A LETTER TO THE FRONT.
…………………………………………..
Surrounded by your
fellows, you’re fighting for a cause.
[Freedom that is] and
you won’t let it go.
Surrendering is not an
option; was one thing you said.
I think about it over
and over while laying in my bed.
I scream it to the
air; I want it all to end
I want to see my hero,
I want to smile again.
Through the fear and
pain, the strength is our bond.
I wrote it in this
letter A LETTER TO THE FRONT.
……………………………………………………………………….
With the heart of a
lion and the angels soul
The world called you
fighter and I called you my all.
I wasn’t in the battle
field but my heart was there.
He wanted me to be
strong but it’s no longer fair
You never thought
you’ll live to see us free.
This is the last thing
you sent to me.
My heart bleeds with
grief, dear Allah please stop this tear.
In a way you were
right, you ended your fight.
Now I’ll live and be knowing
that you’ll watch over me.
Faithfull to our bond
without A LETTER TO THE FRONT.
