The whole world mourns collectively.
For two brief minutes once a year
It's organised efficiently.
Both locally and nationally.
Two minutes to show we respect.
The men who fought for liberty
and died in order to protect.
The ones they love at any price
From a determined enemy
Who made the final sacrifice.
Remembrance Day when we parade
and take two minutes to reflect.
On sacrifices which were made.
Each one worthy of respect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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