It Damn Well Hurts

Lest We Forget;
How soon we forgot-
The hardest of lessons taught-
Our watery borders, can no longer save us-
Protect us;
They brought war upon us; As we watched
from our high rise buildings-
and our rural streets-
Just like any other day;
Who would have guessed?
Who would have thought?
Who?

Oh this thing called war chips away our steadfastness,
burying us in shallow graves, beneath rubble and wires-
Marble headstones; Engraved for the living-
Siblings cry out for the return of their Brothers-
Lest We Forget; Oh child, we have forgotten

Does the jet fuel and smoke not still burn your throat?
Does the sight of death not still eat away at your eyes?
Where is the memory of that angel now gone?
Is our land today; Not as worthy of our dedication?
Lest We Forget; Oh child, we have forgotten

Rebirth that day; Re-open the womb of terror;
Enter now and face those left choking in the stairwells-
Reach through the blackness and find truth-
Oh it hurts; It damn well does; and will forevermore-
As it should; As it needs too-
Rebirth that day-
Lest We Forget; Oh child, we have forgotten

Our wounds, scabbed, scarred and faded-
Leaving us to carry on; Heal; Is that to forget?
Lest We Forget; Oh child, we have forgotten;
and so it will happen again-
and the memory of another angel will find us in tears,
choking on our own demise

Lest We Forget; Lest We Forget
oh child, We must not forget.