(Inspired by the reading of the Battles of Tannenberg and Masurian Lakes)
I am a soldier's blood It courses through the veins It has no nationality though it's filled with one world's pains.
It's been the dying It's been the dead It's been the nurse that held one's head... Body drops, last tear shed.
Millions have offered themselves to me for beliefs that they hold dear The sacrifice of the many not to face One's fear.
That it has always been put forth It's you or I, it can't be both. And it is for thus that we die and millions more will come to find Unless one is willing to begin to See that you, One World Soldier Have always been in ME.
There is no you...you believed a lie. In this Death only beliefs die. Invesitgate. "Who Am I?"
First person singular. May All Beings Awaken to itSelf.