Ellis’ poem

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See the final result of the sighting,

Look and note that heaven’s enlightening

Standing bravely,

facing and fainting,

whilst in the making

their foes we’re awaiting.

It’s not a fantasy this is reality

The look on my face as I saw the fatalities,

shedding tears of our fallen peers

knowing their spirit will always be here.

Right in the deep of the forest we seek,

hunting and hunting as long as we speak.

Until our destiny becomes a dream

as we fall into the deepest of sleeps.

Death from above, below and the side,

hearing the bombings all through the night,

spectating poppies during the fight.

Silence.

The graveyards sleep silently as did our warriors.

The blood creeps quietly into the flowers.

Let them have freedom for an hour

as the soil gives birth to strength and power.

I hope you remember fully

the ones who took bullets.

Tears for our peers who had bombs in their ears.

Remember. Don’t forget it. For us. For them. For you.

Ellis

 

 

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