THE COURAGE OF THE BRAVE

ON FLANDERS FIELDS

POPPIES, GROWING ROW ON ROW,

WITH ROYAL CREST ABOVE

AND MANY NAMES BELOW

GREEN GRASS GROWING IN BETWEEN

MEMORIALS, EVERY ONE OF PEOPLES DREAMS

OF THINGS THAT WILL NEVER BE

MAKING SUCH A WONDEROUS SCENE

THE WHITE AMONGST THE GREEN

AND KEPT VERY, VERY CLEAN

 

WE VISIT HERE WITH GREAT GRACE

REVERENCE UPON OUR FACE

IN THIS SUCH A SACRED PLACE

AND SEE SO MANY GRAVES.

AS YEARS GO ON THE MEMORIES FADE

ONLY LETTERS SAVED AND SENT ON THAT DAY

LEAVE MORE SOLID EVIDENCE

OF LOVE THROUGH THE PRECEDING YEARS

OF MEN SLAYED ON THAT DAY

SO MANY YEARS AGO

 

RELATIVES LEFT BEHIND

DO NOT SURVIVE INTO CURRENT TIMES

BEHIND DRAWERS ARE MANY FINDS

OF LETTERS LOST LONG AGO

MEDALS NAMED TO UNCLE JO?

SOME PICTURES OF THE CAPTURED FOE

THE BAND OF BROTHERS ALL WITH SMILES,

MANY NOT TO SURVIVE, TOO MANY YEARS

SUCCUMBING TOO MANY ACTS OF WAR.

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THE ALL CLEAR

ALL CLEAR, ALL CLEAR.

RUNNING AWAY FROM FEAR

THE FEAR OF WHAT WE WILL DO

WHEN THE ALL CEAR IS SOUNDED HERE

IRAN, IRAQ AND SUDAN

DANGER, DANGER FOR EVERY MAN,

WOMAN AND CHILD.

DANGER, DANGER, ALL CLEAR

HOPE THIS IS NOT NECESSARY HERE

WE’VE ALREADY HAD TWO WORLD WARS

HOPING PEACE IS HERE FOR EVER MORE

AND FOR EVERYONE THE WHOLE WORLD WIDE

 

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FLANDERS FIELDS

 

THE FLOWERS ON THE POPPY FIELD

FAR ACROSS THE SEA

THE FLOWERS ON FLANDERS FIELDS

FOR EVERYONE TO SEE.

REMEMBERING THE DAYS OF WAR.

BUT NONE THERE MORE TO SEE

THE GUNS AND BOMBS OF THE BIPLANES

RAINS DOWN UPON THE SCENE.

ALL IS NOW RED AND GREEN AS FAR

AS CAN BE SEEN

 

THE BUGLE ROARS OUT, AND YOU HEAR

A SHOUT

“MAN THE GUNS IT’S BLOODY WAR!”

FOUR PLANES GO OVERHEAD THERE’LL

BE EVEN MORE

OUR EMPTY PLANES ARE SPLATTERED

ON THE FLOOR

THUNDERING GUNS HAVE STOPPED

THEIR ROAR.

THE SUN IS SHINING BRIGHT

WITH NO MORE FIGHTING  WE HOPE

IN OUR LIFE-TIME.

 

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