The After Taste of War
Guns are quiet
The smell of ammunition
and blood is gone
Silent graves have quelled the revenge
Smouldered old buildings mock the horizon.
Mothers and wives put away bravery metals
Fathers are left with empty dreams.
Was it worth it all?
No one has an answer.
Justice is not spared on the battlefield
Torn limbs and crippled legs
Leave stories to be told.
An army of men with a cause to be proven
Once healthy and whole to be tried for pride.
Resist and advance
Retreat or surrender
God help us all
In the confusion of war.
Wasted young lives are put away
Models of freedom
They gave us a chance
To be more than we are!
Reverance is due for all they have given.