1939
As the heroes and men fell, to avoid a deep hell
We all know, that they can’t all sleep well
The men got down, crawled on the ground
As they try not to stall and not to get found
Not a sound, they try their best to keep quit
They see a light, try there best to creep by it
That was then back in the war, & this is now
Passed away sore, the family’s wonder how.
6 Years Later.
The days have passed as I walk those roads
Many paths to follow, & just as many stones
Why did this happen...What was it all for?
All these men lay here and hearts beat no more
So many people sore, as they all drift apart
The end has gone by…now where do we start?
So many broken in pain and shattered in bones
As I walk through this massacre of a row of stones
1945