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In My Brother’s Arms
Evoking punctured bag whilst draining sand My Brother’s blood now seeps from scarlet mess To stem the flow I have but one free hand Tho maim’d myself, his wound I must compress For each to other’s all we have to cleave ‘In dire straits’ of that there is no doubt No...
The Eight Hundred Sixty Three
Eight hundred and sixty three people answered their country’s call Eight hundred and sixty three soldiers were destined that day to fall In the brutal style of combat their death came and it was violent Their guns so keenly polished too early that day they fell silent...
A Boy With a Piece of String
I’m a boy with a piece of string My left hand holds it tight I can only use my left hand As I’m busy with the right I could maybe make a slingshot From this dirty piece of twine But I probably shouldn’t do this As the string it isn’t mine So instead I sit and ponder...
Remember
A hundred years ago in a land far away Millions of soldiers died to give us our today The war to end all wars that's what they said look at us now millions more dead No one is safe wherever they go The world is in turmoil don't we know Is it religion or politics it's...
Poppies
Where valleys are lush with pastures new Fresh and crisp, from morning dew; There soil once sodden, with Soldiers blood Poppies now stand, where soldiers stood. Where birds fly high on freedoms wing To greet this day, with song they sing; There pilots flew a perilous...
To Serve
Even if generations were to pass and men grow old and die, and a new generation rises with dignity and heads held high. They will never stand alone, but with heroes past and gone, against overwhelming odds, our steadfastness shall remain strong. For Courage is a trait...