Men upon men stand in a row
Dressed in black from head to toe
Comrades I fought beside long ago
We still remember the faces of our foe
The cannons would blaze
The soldiers would march
Through the smokes haze
Through the foes arch
We fought for freedom
For country, for honour
No matter where we were from
We were sons, brothers, and fathers
Now we stand together
But, much older
Without surrender
We are soldiers
And though we have been lost
We watch from a shadow
As they honour those who've loss
And the silent pain they know
You can not see us
So, do not try
Over us, do not fuss
Do not cry
Instead listen to the wind
And look at the colours of the sky
To the laughing of kin
To the birds that fly
You will find us there
With all that is good
Where it is peaceful, happy, and fair
Where we are understood
Lest we forget these men in rows
The ones who fought all our foes
The ones who did not so long ago
And lest we forget the family woes
Let us hear them whisper 'remember'
In all months, especially November
For all those who fought without surrender
Let us think and let us remember
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If this looks familiar I entered this poem in a remembrance day contest this year.
I swear it's mine. I didn't steal it :)
Happy Remembrance Day
(Although I'm a little late)
-Liv<3
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Sad Souls
PoetryThings I never had the courage to say aloud but wrote down instead, hoping that one day another soul like myself would come across it; hoping that someday someone could relate and be able to say 'I am not alone.' ♡Poetry♡ (Cover wasn't drawn by me)
