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THE MAUSOLEUM OF THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER
THE MAUSOLEUM OF THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER
Napoleon, you have such a name
that books of life are so proud of .
Those who built that name died like rats .
No one can know their daring acts.
Where is the son who left his mum ?
She wept when she was left so far
from her dear son who went to die
to build the name of Bonaparte .
A man left his young wife and child.
The child did not know why his mum
profusely shed her blood red tears
as his dad did not beat or shout .
The leader proudly sat to write
his famous name on glorious maps ,
whereas the bodies of those rats
were thrown in pits of unknown men .
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
Napoleon, you have such a name
that books of life are so proud of .
Those who built that name died like rats .
No one can know their daring acts.
Where is the son who left his mum ?
She wept when she was left so far
from her dear son who went to die
to build the name of Bonaparte .
A man left his young wife and child.
The child did not know why his mum
profusely shed her blood red tears
as his dad did not beat or shout .
The leader proudly sat to write
his famous name on glorious maps ,
whereas the bodies of those rats
were thrown in pits of unknown men .
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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