FIELDS SO FAR FROM HOME

A POEM THAT I HOPE HONORS ALL WHO FOUGHT FOR OUR FREEDOM.

In his mind it was just yesterday
As he lets his memories roam
And he thinks of fighting for freedom
In fields so far from home

you never knew what he was thinking
the memory never shown
And he never would talk of the slaughter
In the fields so far from home.

He was given praise and honor
From the country where his was born
But he found no glory in fighting
In those fields so far from home

For he looked in the eyes of children
Enemies he was told
But they also were fighting for freedom
In fields they called home.

Let us not forget the loved ones
Who fought across ocean’s foam
Whose memories now lay lifeless
In fields they can't call home
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