Dare we remember the fallen,
without the knowledge of their pain,
Their sacrafice, to our gain.
Dare we remember the brave,
without understanding the choices they made,
their lives, the debt to be paid.
A life is priceless, but a cost non-the-less,
remember the fallen, and what they gave for the rest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem