mourning

There's pride, there's courage, there's passion, when I am right in the middle of it all. I am filled with energy, and I'm ready to do any thing I need to do, keep my mind straight, don't get emotional, and do my best.
But then I come home and see it all again on TV or all over the internet.
It's now time to cry...
Even though I'd witnessed it all in person, but now that I don't have too be brave and strong, I can mourn.
Dear God, how painful it is to see.
It's terribly stupid of them to think all this is gonna scare us, bring us down or suppress us.
The pain will make us stronger, motivate us and give us more reason to fight.
They shed our blood, and we're not gonna bleed in vain.