Battlefields Poem by Paul Warren

Battlefields

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I marched the roads of the Western Front
To stem the tide of the Germans brunt
And stayed in the mud and blood churned ground
Of No Man's Land and won to our victory bound

Australia lost 60,000 daughters and sons
Until the Armistice was signed and done
On battlefields there is silence now
And I Rest In Peace unbowed.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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