Dragonward by Rowan Blair Colver
I love Belgium,
I saw it more than once,
Maybe again,
I hope so,
Lucky I was able to go,
In my own time,
And not through law,
Marched into battle,
And forced to kill,
For no other reason,
Than to appease the will,
Of blind ambition,
Power games and national shame,
Tested and tried,
On the field by the lives,
Scattered in pieces,
And the recorded silence,
After the treaty,
How quickly the guns ceased,
Water under the bridge,
Chaps,
So many names,
Unable to see another day,
Who did they save,
Who gave them mercy,
Can someone tell me,
What did they leave behind?
I saw it more than once,
Maybe again,
I hope so,
Lucky I was able to go,
In my own time,
And not through law,
Marched into battle,
And forced to kill,
For no other reason,
Than to appease the will,
Of blind ambition,
Power games and national shame,
Tested and tried,
On the field by the lives,
Scattered in pieces,
And the recorded silence,
After the treaty,
How quickly the guns ceased,
Water under the bridge,
Chaps,
So many names,
Unable to see another day,
Who did they save,
Who gave them mercy,
Can someone tell me,
What did they leave behind?
