Remembrance

From lands aglow with carnige To aftermaths of reconstruction The frozen shock of human failure Is won with great loss My peace is won in policy My peace is an armchair's comfort But from violence of the flesh To the nightmares of the mind The soilder's peace is not kind Why must we strip men and women From the freedoms of the heart To display the force of finance Why must we rattle the bones Of the sons and daughters That tears have raised What unlearned lessons Should the foolish tongue unleash Deep in the soils of conflicts Lay the ashes of resolutions The blood of generations Have made fertile free land Where my home sits strong And in days of remembrance I search for hope Any means to an end That repeats without caution Shows no honor to bravery Our futures are unpaid debts That borrow to no end From the loss of hope To say thank you to sacrifice Without the promise of peace Delivers no comfort to the brave