'Land of Hope and Glory
Mother of the free'
I flush with pride
In my country
And its soldiers
Who died for me.
Yet the songs we sing
To their glory
Should give us pause
For thought.
For the very same songs
We sing over their graves
We sang
As they went to war.
We sent them away
With a pat on the back
And the songs
Ringing in their ears
And the promise
We made
As we watched
Them parade
Was we won't
Let it happen
Again.
So sing out
Of respect
With tears
Of regret
For the young men
We sent off to death
But let's not forget
As we sing the old songs
We don't want anymore
Wars.
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PoetryI was fortunate enough to discover Poet's Pub very early in my Wattpad experience and have found it a hugely supportive community. This is a collection of poems I submitted for various Poets Pub competitions and collections. They are published in bo...
