We sent them off to war,
these bright young men
We had no knowledge of what they saw,
They were bright young men no more .
Yes they were brave and they were whole
Those that survived had all lost their soul.
Many died, they were the lucky ones , death to them was kind.
Those who returned were faded in body and mind.
Their loved ones at first relieved
Soon found they had much cause to grieve.
Though there in body broken, they were not home in their mind
Whether whole in body or not they had left their minds behind.
They went out whole, these bright young things
They went full of pride for God and Kings
They ran head long into hell
Yet on return they could not relinquish it’s spell.
So we had a nation of half men ghosts
Whimpering fearful their heads still have them at their posts.
The trenches and the blasts of bombs, the smell of death
Clung to them and bled them dry, the whole in body, the blind, the amputee it was as if the battle, they never left
We sent them off to war,
These bright young men
We had no knowledge of what they saw,
They were bright young men no more.
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