Once we thought war would be fun
A chance to fight to learn whilst young
And then we learned some did not return
Or their bodies broken
Where they stood was wasteland made
The shells and bombs and bullets rained
And then rebuild for their return
But the spirit broken
What of the leader swept away
Who roused the people to the fight
They will fear not a return
They are never broken
Behind the scenes a goal conspires
To seek a path for other means
The cause provided a just return
Only the truth broken
© Philip G Henley 2012
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