Their Deceit

Poem about war

I understood from my dad

What war was to be

Even as a tiny lad

I knew war glory to be for me

But then we were called out

Into the night the ash

And then my change of heart I would shout

War would now on to my back lash

This pain it in my mind bore

And I would no longer think good of war

Because it did cause to me an infliction

And so no longer has the world an addiction

See it was us that died for you

Us that died for the free

Us buried in two

Us that died you and me

And only now we understand.