Silver Spoons Stolen For Freedom

Where are they now the fighters? Fighting for their freedom as well as ours Survivors of those turbulent war years The silent heroes Saving us Sparing us the trauma they faced Hiding from us their fears And the actions forced upon them The nightmare’s they faced Were theirs alone They sheltered us with their silence And now we curiously pick at their wounds Dig into the memories they tried to forget So that their sorrow becomes our sorrow Their mistakes not forgiven and forgotten But displayed before a changed world Silver spoons stolen, a tragic union Children taken … so long ago Even their stories are silenced by death If only we could respect their hard fought lesson That Silence is golden