I imagined, I saw

Before this war came a road where many strode

Rolling caravans of sheep and goat

Replaced now by grinding engines tread

Not a merry road
...as we came to dread

Only Daylight running

for the beauty belies of harm

before nightfall to fight an enemy unseen

...for we must be ready for an alarm

Rock or Roadside Bomb no one knew which was which

Lo' the beauty of the coming wind and storm over the ditch

Lord, forgive us, nor harm us, we hope so clear

For future nights and days so dear

My dear friends, I will not go this way again
or partake the rage

Nor see the folly of this age

I now have clearer eyes seen

On the road of hope...so green

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