nikki hays

Rookie (30th October 1971 / croydon, victoria, Australia)

The Call - Poem by nikki hays

The young kids have become older,
The war stands at our feet,
The young kids in their shiny shoes, Get ready to face the heat,
The shores once yellow shining,
Now stained blood red from youth,
Our warriors all dying,
For Justice Love and Truth,
All their loved ones mourn them,
As soldiers of all creeds,
With joy they heard the battle cry, And couragous faced the deed.
Alas our brave and weary,
If they returned at all,
Returned with scars a many,
of watching good friends fall,
In fondness and in sorrow,
We remember one and all,
Who left the shores alive or dead, After answering THE CALL

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 13, 2005

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