Pro Patria

[jobee]

PRO PATRIA.



In far off lands and out of sight,
men still fight for what is right,
they give their lives to sought things out,
they lose their limbs then writhe and shout.



Called up men were forced to fight,
to bite the bullet and not take flight,
glad to see that call ups gone,
but spiteful wars still drag on.



Those called up lads are old some gone,
some nerves still shattered by shell and bomb,
the fist of government, we did our best,
and still no medal clasps our chest.



Britain’s small wars are ignored,
as long as government is assured,
men will face the gun and die,
no one hears their widows cry.



For many years we have asked,
some small medal you give at last,
so as our children and theirs two,
know their kin fought good and true....jb©©.03.