I was forced to fight
In someone else's war.
He held to me tight
And made me kill some more.
The job was hard for me,
I caused someone to die.
I wanted to be free.
Its sad a sword can't cry.
Now the war is over.
Once again, in peace I'll live.
Please don't kill again, sir,
One more death I can't forgive.
Every blow has toughened me
In each battle that I've fought.
Now I'm glad that I can see
the lesson that I was taught
Jodie Phillips
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/swords-can-t-cry-1991/
