Land of My Fathers Poetry Club

To the Fallen (and their dream)

Though decades have passed since their glory,
If the war to end wars their belief,
Did they give up their lives for a story,
Scant remembrance if short was the peace.

What value life given in battle,
When the voice of the fallen unheard,
Allows sabre to once again rattle,
To prove that no lesson was learned.

So let the heroes of past generations,
Teach us well lest their memory be shamed,
And never more in the name of a nation,
Need some foreign field corner be claimed.

For all time then in heartfelt contrition,
As proof that their death songs resound,
Bring their dream of wars end to fruition,
With respect then the peace can be found.

by Andrew Tovey


Last Modified on: 05-12-2018