Perhaps as we remember the fallen
let us not forget why they were there
Only boys in too many instances
in a conflict they wouldn’t understand
Put there in the interests of profits,
egged on by thoughts of king, country, empire
Paraded as heroes; our dead heroes;
sold short by fathers, mothers and us all;
Youth, tragic a whole generation lost
A hush fell just before midnight.
A silence as noise.
Our expression of longing
In a world weary from life.
Life in destruction,
Life in turmoil,
Life in extremis.
Oh but could such a noise
Be but comfort all our days,
When man hates man
Is this a world to believe in?
A world turned upside down
If this be the world
Let the noise end,
And return us to the silence
For such a silence is deafening,
But for those who will not hear.