They Visit Now
They visit now, where once men fought,
heads bowed in silence, and yet still,
no lesson learned from what was taught.
The trenches, ground, where carnage wrought;
fields in Ypres to Bunker Hill,
they visit now where once men fought.
Some think their sacrifice was naught
that if, from all the blood they spill,
no lesson learned from what was taught.
Perhaps a guilty penance sought;
that they were not sent out to kill,
they visit now, where once men fought?
Sometimes, a fragile peace was bought,
but not for long, as is man's will.
They visit now, where once men fought,
no lesson learned from what was taught.
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