The Story Of The Borders

Once again came the pink dawn

From the land of darkness

The sky was once again red

Red, red as blood

With the sun soon setting

The clock ticking and fox howling

But what was it sighing?

Is it another harsh winter or another attack

Or will the earth crack

Unfortunately it was too late to track

It was the call that took them aback

Yet another warrior,soldier or a martyr

Who did live a hundred deaths before he died

But as bold as bold could be and he secretly cried

All away from his mother,father and bride

But those were his duties that tore them apart

Apart forever but always blessed in the name of nation

And let him immortalise in our heart