Remembrance


All pleasures to the highest ranks,
as we parade as slaves.
No memory to forgotten ones,
who lay in shallow graves.
No frame of speech,
no thought of mind,
no stepping back in time.
No justice brought to those involved,
of such a shameful crime.
No sudden change in politics,
no read between the lines.
Just bitterness and empty thoughts,
is all we leave behind.

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A poem to remember all those who fought in battles and lost their lives for our Country.