Wear Your Poppy With Pride!

Wear your poppy with pride Yet with humility Because so many died To gain our victory! The blood they shed declared Though war is hell indeed Each noble soldier cared And knew truth would succeed! The cost itself was dear For life cannot be priced. Their valour knows no peer Yet all were sacrificed And though the memory stings With tales of long gone by The same old question clings 'Why must our soldiers die? ' Each war seems so forlorn So void of wisdom still Yet leaders shout with scorn 'The time has come to kill! ' Beware when men breed hate For peace is not their aim Each one will meet his fate And own his share of blame! When war is in men's hearts, It's time to kneel and pray! We know that when war starts It's just like Judgment Day! In peace, men find their rest In war, they find their grief In peace, men find they're blessed In war, they find their wreath So think of what it cost For many soldiers died Though many lives were lost, Wear your poppy with pride! copyright, Denis Martindale. Royal British Legion: poppy-dot-org