In Flanders Fields please, sleep in peace
Sleep - From the Hell you surely knew
The chaos, endured by brothers through
From failing arms your torches flew
Caught by few, who hold them high
Faithfully we carry on
The blood soaked dust you fought upon
Forever remember their poppy red
From which courage, love and honor bled
In Flanders Fields.
In Flanders Fields please rest in peace
From the noise of War's heartbeat, thunder
From the tainted blood lust mist asunder
Shallow foxholes still tell the secrets
Of their partners loyalty
The ones who never made it home
To feel embrace of family
So every time you feel loved
Or that sense of security
Please remember the choices made
For glory, God and victory
In Flanders Fields.
In Flanders Fields let us not go
To stomp the land where poppies grow
But to pay respect to ones who know
What pain was felt there years ago
The unknown soldiers, young blood hot
And the ice cold shells that cooled them
Freedom reigned from rifles, not
But from the souls of those who used them
So put your hat on your heart or your arms to your sides
Hold your head low and then close your eyes
Think of the lives of those who have died
The din of the sky and sweet battle cries
For peace, valor, and the long lost pride
In Flanders Fields.
Stanley Petley
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