{war poetry}

Blood, sweat, tears.
Happiness, anger and sadness.
They had sacrificed themselves
For the world we have now become.

They are the honorary martyrs,
Who threw themselves upon the battlefield.
They are those honorary martyrs,
The millions that had fallen.
On English soil all battlegrounds,
At our woeful and tragic expense.

Blood, sweat, tears.
Happiness, anger and sadness.
They had sacrificed themselves,
For the people we have now become.

Without them,
There would be no us.
There would be no peace.
There would be no unity.
Oh how bravely they had fought,
For us, the unity and everything they hoped for.

Blood, sweat, tears
Happiness, anger and sadness.
They had sacrificed themselves.
For the world we have now become.

Oh, how bravely they fought,
For us.
Without them,
We would not be.