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Drumbeats Of My Heart
A mother's anguish at the prospect of her son going to war.
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You can feel the drumbeats calling
Thudding of my anxious heart
Later you will hear the pounding
When the fights and conflicts start

You can hear the trumpets blowing
Rhythm of my baited breath
Long before the regiment
Summons you to meet your death

Patriotic tunes are playing
In your playground songs and games
Line your soldiers up and shoot them
Guns and rifles, tanks in flames

I would keep you close forever
Put an end to all this war
But you fight to keep our freedom
Battle's glory, Battle's gore
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