Unknown Her0 (Revised) *Rouige*

A hero will rise up in each war
Fighting until his body id ful of scars
For death will not be his fear
It is when the conquerors are near

He fight for his country's sake
Ruthless foes; he's willing to take
Foes who'll take away freedom and life
Stabbing hatred and anger like a knife

And in the battlefield his heart cries
When one by one his loved one dies
But he'd just keep on fighting
Until freedom shall reign

But in the end the drums will start beating
As the heart of the hero will stop singing
And reaching his weak and weary hands up high
His dreams of freedom have touched the sky

(This poem is dedicated to my grandfather who is a
veteran soldier and all those heroes out there. Hope you would
like it.)