Not for us, the blood red trenches
Instead we sit on wooden benches
Not for us, a watery grave
Instead, our memories of the brave.
Not for us, that final flight
Instead, we come to do what's right
Not for us, the Padre sermoned
Instead, for those in far off Helmand
Not for us, the Last Post played
Instead, we stood and thought and prayed
Not for us but for those brave people
Instead, who rest above the steeple
Not for us, the ultimate price
Instead, we thank their sacrifice
Yes for us, it's Remembrance day
Instead of just our normal day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an amazing poem poppsie x