11.11.11

Remembrance Day  
I remembered the ones  
I could remember  
 
My struggle was nothing  
Against theirs  
I felt guilty again  
 
I spoke grateful words  
Silently to myself  
For them and me  
 
Their sacrifices
Greater than mine  
Mustn't compare  
 
War widows quietly  
Withered under shade  
Sun belting down  
 
Stazi stood in front  
Red capped  
I watched carefully  
 
Feeling quite sure  
They'd seen me  
And others too  
 
An old choir sang  
A young orchestra played  
And we remembered