The Pain Of War

There is more to a story 

Then it appears 

This is a war written 

From blood to tears 

Where the poppies lay 

Where the bodies decay 

People pray 

For the loved ones that passed away

They witnessed their men, their buddies 

Bleeding and dying 

Was this the end?

They walk miles on foot 

Losing a loved one on the way 

Through dirt, grim soil 

Traveling night and day 

The journey to sorrow and pain 

Left them broken 

Still, they walked through sun and rain 

Even if they were killed and abused 

Will this be the end?

The son which she once knew 

Was gone and never to return 

The war to the joy and comfort fo him 

For freedom, for me and you