The story of Coronal Gould Shaw

the bells of school ring,

as I walk home,
a normal person in America
not a hero,
nobody sees what I see,
only when I am gone, to war

i wake up on tis hard bed of war,

i am to do this every day to fight,
to fight for freedom,
that of the wars cries
to stop

day and night we hide in secret,

waiting like a cheetah,
spotting our target and then BOOM!
shots fired
not one survived
my spirit is free