Wednesday, 11 November 2015

Tattooed Tears

We cry for our youth, lost
beyond these pleasant shores
sent out to fight the shadows
in commitment to others’ laws.

As another flag draped coffin
sails down tear flooded streets,
one more community bows their heads
to the drum’s slow beat.

We’ve brought back so many brave hearts
in parts from foreign places
and shed so many tears we feel
they’re tattooed on our faces.

Brought back so many brave hearts
so tender in their years
lost the ones we care for
and shed too many tears.