11 November 2012
Confined inside my wheeled chair, The ghosts of friends surround me, Gunshots, screaming, cannon fire, The echoes still confound me.
I hear then in my head at night, They haunt my every day, My legs immobile, arms won't work, Reminded in every way.
The songs we used to sing at dawn, A lullaby to me, A twanging pain, but 'CARRY ON', War is all I see.
When countless people say no words, I'll be the one in tears, That silence means so much to me, Representing all my fears.
I lost a friend, two friends, a group, A brother, cousin, more, Today's the day to remember them, That's what 'Remembrance' is for.
But I remember them every day of my life.
A Soldier's Remembrance. • Opuss № I