Why no peace on the land

Of trenches wide long and bland

The sound of guns and distant fire

Upon this field of men and wire

Dead men lie in the mud

Of clothes so dirty stained with blood

A war for men to win at cost

Of life, buildings, land they lost

There is more at stake to win the peace

For one mans gain and one to weep

Now the war is at its end

For what price paid did we defend.

 

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