Mr Pritchard

I dropped to my knees
Looked up to the sky and started to cry.
News reached my ears about a fallen brother,
A man I once called my dear friend
Is no longer alive,
He gave up is life
So others would survive 
A man without flaws
Deserves a round of applause,
We’ve lost a good man
Who shall never be forgotten.

While I still fight
I’ll honour my fallen brother,
With you watching from above
I shall not be afraid.
And at the end of the day
I’ll come to where you lay
I salute you.

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