Quick Poem ~Blood Of The Roaring
 

The Blood Of The Roaring The Blood Of Famliy Not Silent We Got Each Other As We Fight Mourn And Sing We Are All The Same The Gifts Diverse The Blood Of The Roaring Fight And Potects For It Own The Other Mourns The Other Chooses To Fight We All Break Through For Each Other Blood Of The Roaring We Give Ourselfs When There Is Nothing Left To Give The Blood Of The Roaring Wild Is The Young To The Roar And The Need We Fight For Own Soaring Or On Bended Kness