With My Respect To Those Who Died
Millions died, they are gone.
War took a lot of lives.
But our faith grew strong,
We are against of guns and knifes.
Millions died. For our souls,
For our happy being,
For realizing our goals,
To be able get new feelings.
Millions died who had no chance.
Every soldier left unknown -
Shame for us who had defense,
Who forget those dreams ingrown.
Millions died and no one cares
For what idea they are dead.
And nowadays just every dares
To ruin right and wrong to spread.
Millions died for smiling face,
For peace and beauty of the world.
From war life turned in simple race.
Ideals, manners now are sold.
Millions died for you and me.
Please, don't forget this feat.
And while deciding whom to be,
Remember what this Millions did!
Copyright © Stasy Wellens | Year Posted 2008
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