Scars

Scars
On the road from No-man’s-land
Scars
On the soldiers old and grand
Scars
On the boys fighting for ‘glory’
Scars
On the gun that is used every-day
Scars
On the body soon to be blown away
Scars
On the man that died ‘bravely’
Scars
On the mother’s tears that fall continually
Scars
On the family tree that is now incomplete
Scars
On the coffin that returns from battle
Scars
On the gravestone that is newly made
Scars
On the heart of the fatherless child
Scars
On the family dealing with grief
Scars
On the vocal chords that annually say:
‘We will remember them’