Look out at what we have became,
Look over trenches,
Look to the other side,
Those who were once our friends,
Whom we thought we knew,
Battling
Fighting
Changing every day
No longer the friend
They once were,
But now
A ruthless killing machine.
Look at what has happened
Look at what we have become.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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