Traveller go tell:
Of heroism and death, off a richer dust long since concealed.
That they died so you may forget.
Traveller go tell:
Of battle and blood, of victory and defeat.
Where names have long been forgotten.
Traveller go tell:
Of tears and loss, of the widows weep and mothers lament.
A telegram of condolence and folded flag.
Traveller go tell:
Of a whispered voice in the wind, of the echo of young men’s cries.
Traveller go tell…
Thursday, 17 September 2009
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