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Remember
Remember, Remember, The Third of September,[/font][/font]
The day of the war, the fire, the temper.[/font][/font]
A force from the north overriding the south,[/font][/font]
So just there in the middle, the war broke out.[/font][/font]
From the left were the bullets, the bangs and the blows,[/font][/font]
from the right came the words, the verbal throws.[/font][/font]
Frozen like the shards of a love gone to waste,[/font][/font]
There lie the casualties, that fell in their haste.[/font][/font]
He said that, and they said this,[/font][/font]
A canon of curses that can only ever miss,[/font][/font]
when truth and trust stand strong on the front line,[/font][/font]
But so often get rocked by the bombs from behind.[/font][/font]
Remember, Remember, the Third of September.[/font][/font]
Their victory will lie in sleep, sadly, forever.[/font][/font]
Published 7th Dec 2009
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8th Dec 2009 00:05am
16th Apr 2011 2:54am
Very, very, very good. For once a poem with rhyme that works and words that never falter to amaze. I'm glad I stumbled upon this, thank you. :)
1st Aug 2011 8:30pm
