Keeping them Alive
Keeping them alive with
tunes and tears
Let them rest, in
peace, for a million years
‘Till battlefield
souvenirs, are but rust in space
And even God, forgets
the last boy’s face
Let the mud consume the
dog-tags
Where the first one
over, dragged on his last fag
Let them rest, a rest
in closed-eyed peace, for good
Let them sleep, where
they shook and bravely stood
Amen
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