Lest we forget
The blood that ran
Ran red in the trenches
Lest we forget
The bodies from which it ran
Had that in common
It was red and indistinguishable
Lest we forget
The blood that is spilled
In today's wars
Is still red
Lest we forget.
The carved letters on the tombstones
Keep on bleeding from the ignominy of war
Lest we forget.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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