Remember remember
The 11th of November
'Cause men died in war for us
Gas may have killed
And guns may have thrilled
But on the 11of November it stopped
People suffered, got injured and died,
Even ones in the countryside,
Think about all those who cried and begged,
To lower the gun and kill them instead.
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So beautiful /••\ \••/ |< In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns...
I was doing some research into the significance of the Poppy I came across this and wanted to share it with you guys. .
A place of fighting, A place of war, Although there's nothing, That's worth fighting for. You must have courage, To fight at all, Chance of death, Can be big or small.
I will always remember my forefathers, men who fought through times of war. Remember their every sacrifice, at home and upon foreign shores.
My grandad fought upon them fields, where poppies bloom and grew,. Where men would stand and fight, and be friends with all but a few,. Gun shots sounded, screams were heard,.
For those who gave their lives away, And sacrificed everything each day, We will remember them. For those who go to the fierce war, And them who obey their law, We will remember them.
I'm laying here still; the walls are shaking Outside there's history in the making I lost my friend in the battle today There's pain in my heart, it won't go away The outside dirt is falling from the...
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
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