In the forgotten & overgrown battlefields of yesterday, lie buried bones of valor.
These bones tell stories of long days and longer nights, huddled in rain or pain
Some still have the memories of a life left behind, a lock of hair, a face to share
They speak silently of the horrors only man can inflict on man, since time began.
In the forgotten recesses of cities & towns, slowly walk the bones of valor
These bones tell stories of counting the dead, friends of war, so many more.
Some still have the memories of a country’s call, god saved some, how come
They speak proudly of having served & silently for those who died, alongside.
In the forgotten long or shortened histories, freedom honors the bones of valor.
These bones tell stories of freedoms won, principles upheld, enemies felled
Some still have the memories of those who never came back, graves pitch black
They speak loudly of these buried bones, bring them home, under valor’s dome.
Remembrance Day, 11.11.11