By BlueJay
Bombs exploded, bullets stung
Orders were to fight then run
For the men who went to war
Little food and dirty water
Life was sometimes just man slaughter
For the men who went to war.
Comrades fell and lay there dying
The enemy continued firing
At the men who went to war.
Some were young and some were old
All of them so brave and bold
Were the men who went to war.
Blood was shed, limbs were lost
This war they fought, it had a cost
For the men who went to war.
Stuck in brains; a nightmare’s there
A story that’s too raw to share
For the men who went to war.
Parents mourned and widows cried
When papers told which men had died
So many men who went to war.
Diggers buried at Gallipoli
Never to return to their home country
For many men who went to war.
The war was over, the living returned
They told a tale that helped us learn
About the men who went to war
So once a year, on a special day
We think of the sacrifice they made
Those men who went to war.
I love this, Tessa. It’s beautiful. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Lovely poem, Tessa. 🙂
By the way, whoever did the graphic— I find the poppies subtly appropriate. 🙂 Reminiscent of another poem with the same theme.
Beautiful poem and a wonderful reminder of those men who gave their lives for us. Well done, Tessa. 🙂
Great poem! Thank you.