Son Of My Father

What did you do in the war dad?

I fought against Fascists, son.

And were you frightened there dad?

Did you want to turn around and run?

Yes, I was frightened there son

So, don’t believe the lies that are spun

About the death and the glory of war, boy.

There is death, but of glory there’s none.

Thanks for all that you did dad

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Old Men’s Tears

With hearts as heavy as thunder clouds

What once were torrents

Are now just trickles

Reflecting our futures

In the silver shimmer of our past

And they come

In stumbling honour

And their humility

Denies them as heroes

For the heroes were left behind

In voices cracked with age

They tell their tales

Of simple duty

In the face of...

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