My humble contribution to Remembrance Day

Some gave their life for a kingdom.
Some died without a voice.
Somewhere was a voice in the wilderness,
But it was not a wilderness of choice.

There is no freedom on a battlefield,
And battles are not fought with dreams.
Minefields are full of nightmares.
Nightmares are full of screams.

Weapons are for a purpose,
That purpose can be a crime.
Some crime goes without punishment,
But the punishment was not mine.

Suffering can become a kingdom,
A kingdom lived in the dark.
The dark is full of shadows,
Where blood leaves its mark.

The flowers of poppies worn in splendour
Paying tribute to the dead.
Peace is what they all died for
But that word still needs to be spread.

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