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                                       Poem to a British Soldier about to Die   by Fidelma Fitzpatrick"Dear young British soldier,""Your title doesn’t make you any bolder,""Because your are about to die""This poem is my goodbye.""-""My bullet went right through your eye""And that’s why you’re about to die,""Believe me, it’s not easy to see you this weak,""But although: my shot was really on fleek.""-""I often wonder why you want us to bleed,""But haters gonna hate and we need to proceed.""You’ve been causing this violence for 800 years,""The eyes of my wife are shiny with tears,""This woman I never beat is sad,""What makes me, her loving husband, very mad.""-""Democracy and freedom for all- that’s what we want,""The exception to that would be a British commandant.""Freedom regardless of race or creed""That’s what we want-me and my wife I never beat.""-""Your senseless violence let me no choice""But then I heard my inner goddess’ voice""It told me not to shoot another person dead""I raised my gun and killed you instead."