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Words that could strike a chord
Straight through the hearts of the strong
An art of war with neither gun nor sword
But leaves one pondering what’s gone wrong
Alas!
No-one wants it said
In times when what we hear is lies
Say the truth,your life is paid
Where lay this saviour to hear our cries
To teach us so that we may learn
The words to heal these souls and mend
That we may yet become brave not cowards
And even in stands of men in ten’s
We shall march with heads held forward