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Tumbledown - Falklands War 1982
Broken bayonet stabbing,
teenage soldier in the face.
Screaming as I rush down hill,
at the top of my lungs,
Isn't this fun!
No good pleading with me for mercy.
Or crying for your mother.
I'll stab you in the face again,
you mother-bastards son!
Over bullet riddled bodies,
smoking corpses,
lumps of flesh.
I stumble on in darkness,
not stopping or daring,
to catch breath.
Lights of Stanley,
in the distance.
Were the last thing that I saw,
as the bullet struck me in the head,
and I fell in the snow and mud.
The name of the mountain was Tumbledown,
another battle in a bloody war.
For the freedom of the Falkland Islands.
That freezing hell on earth I fought.
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