For those still wearing their poppies
Always to remember Stillness, silence marks the day Where out in the fields bodies did decay Row upon row of entitled tombs A baby was once in her womb Always to remember The sky ablaze, succumbing to smoke Into the earth, blood did soak Pitiless players in the night Who would return to fly his son’s kite Always to remember We did fight unfanciful, all the same The devil’s unsanctimonious game Until the bitter bloody end Over the trench, more troops they did send Always to remember Shot in a merciless way Man upon man in a bloodbath they lay Crows did swarm the defeated field Neither side wanting to yield Always to remember Woefully but wilfully poppies worn for the respected occasion To church for the service without much persuasion Over the top, but with the last gunshot The fighting did stop Always to remember
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