Chapter 245
Torn Sieve
I am not insane
My mind is not ill
We all can hurt
We all can kill
Is it up to us
Or the Masters will
I will ride with the 7th
To Custer's Last Stand
I fear not death
I know you understand
But I am a feeling being
Not an animal to command
Into the Valley of Death
With the Light Brigade I go
It matters not the cannons
Or how many the foe
Death with honor as it should
Who don't think so
I am not afraid to die
Just afraid to live
My mind may be wounded
My heart a torn sieve
But Nobody is Somebody
And they have a lot to give
Nobody
