Off To War Poem by Angela Wybrow

I need to know that I've played my part,
Despite the fear that's in my heart;
As I march with the others off to war,
None of us know quite what is in store.

I doubt that we will sleep tonight,
Knowing that we'll have to fight;
I much prefer a quiet life
With my two young kids and darling wife.

We could all be heading towards our grave,
As the crowds around us smile and wave;
They're out in force to wish us well,
As we head towards the Gates of Hell.

Off, we will journey, across the blue sea,
To fight for our cause: the right to be free;
We will never let the enemy win:
We will stand up and fight and we will never give in.

We have to be brave; we have to fight on,
Even when our comrades are gone;
We need to remember the souls that are lost,
And win this war, whatever the cost.

Onwards, we march, our trusty team;
Of England, at night, we'll always dream.
Over our country, a shadow's been cast,
But people have said that this war will not last.

We will not let our country fall:
We didn't think twice in answering the call;
Who can tell just what lies ahead:
Any one of us here could end up dead.

Inside, we are feeling determination,
As we march in line towards the station;
Whatever problems may come our way,
We'll keep pushing forward and we'll win the day.