Picture this, The night before, you're having a fun chilling session with your crew, Happy moments are made and are created into memories the very second the clock ticks. Priceless right? Now picture this, 12 hours later, You're picking body parts of some of your crew members, As though in a butcher shop, Trying to buy your favourite meat and picking it's body part for your assessment. Yea, that scenario. I have your mind focused on a motion picture, I have you thinking more than A,B,C. Now, I think I have your attention. The brothers in arms, Dedicated and swore to always put the protection of their country as their number one priority. Now apply the second paragraph of this poem to the life of a soldier. It's even pathetic when I say the government of the country I live in don't even come close to half on a scale, in supporting its soldiers. Unfortunately, But this is almost a routine for soldiers in sambisa forest, B...
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