Shelley Cornelius Phillips Poems

Soldier, Soldier, cries the child
My father is a freedom fighter
He is fighting for me and my family
He is giving his life for his home land
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One cannot run away from one's past
It will only make one's sufferings last
Stand firm against the repercussions
and soon you'll be pampered with soft cushions
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Calling all the great healers and great prophets
Make me as I once was
Banish fear from our minds and our hearts
I am fighting for a just cause
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