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War is hell,

and the dammed shall lie in peace.

 

Let the ones who fought and bled,

be the ones who judge us now.

 

A haunting song whispers over their ears,

let bayonets drip red with the blood of the enemy,

let bullets make their mark.

 

Let not the fallen,

fall on enemy ground.

 

Let not the souls that gave so much,

be the ones that save us twice.

 

Be the wall built,

upon their lives.

 

Forward they move,

forward they gave their lives…

 

Now pick up the standard,

the standard they handed to YOU.

 

Lay me down,

and cover me with her flag,

allow my sleep to mean something more than…

words.

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

I read the other one before this one. This one the embed worked.

[ron]

Thank you KL.
Embed? I don't know what you mean.

[Lyn Anderson]

The video code. It appears this was published twice, one with the video not working.

[ron]

I unposted the one that did not show the vedio.

[Sheila Kline]

Yes, war is that bad - does not need a title to reveal the horrors of it all, the men and women who are perhaps ruined for life because of it. Your words are gripping and the video just makes your words even more powerful. I especially like the last lines - cover me with her flag..........those who give all, those who fight for her are given this honor!

[ron]

Thank you Sheila.
So much pain went into writing this one.
War is bad, but if not for the ones who call and demand it...we would not have to.

[Sheila Kline]

You are so right Ron!! And they continue to hunger for it - though millions are lost!! How very, very sad!!

[ron]

In the old days the Clan Chieftain would lead his people into battle...just saying.