To beard the lion…

by | Sep 27, 2009 | Poetry | 0 comments

Though the stir of drums may play its part
Your sacrifice would touch our hearts…

Men fought with courage on the ground
They made us all feel justly proud.
And as they marched off colours high
Some would live-and some would die.
And those who returned, as the battle-worn
Their minds, or bodies, cruelly torn
They showed that spirit once again…
Courageous of heart on the battlefield
Their selfless will would never yield.
Our debt to them, we’ll never repay
They fight their demons every day.
To have bearded the lion in its den
Proves the measure of such men.
Deserving of honour for all they’ve done
They have our highest praises won…


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