An end to all? To start anew?
A generation wounded through
Yet bravely fought to win and lose
With friends who died yet remained true
In trenches filled with mud and blood
so principled and honour filled.
Children marching into hell.
Mothers weep for futures lost,
Fathers pride hides broken hearts,
Whilst Countries tally up the cost
The legacy of four long years
Row upon row of regimented graves
With sorry bones asleep beneath.
Shell shocked souls eyes screaming fear
Yet silently a memory to keep,
Two minutes for just once a year
Yet through the losses and futility
Lets not forget to show humility
For lives cut short for all our sakes
So despite all errors and mistakes
My thanks I offer from the heart
To every soldier who played his part