Remembrance

Memorial Day Has Come And Gone. 

The patriotic flags, aside 'till July
And dwindled cars have rattled by.
The cemetery so filled, is now left
Where many a soul is found bereft

For just one day, they held a spell
Cast around for those who fell.
But, in this quiet silence I find
That more than time is left behind

Who are we, the living,
To be so stingy in the giving?
Why one day for the dead,
When it's clear there's so much unsaid?

Please hear me know, oh yea of faith
And find a proper spot to graith
Not for just one day's time
But many more for those not mine

When McCrae's words have gone unheard,
Has the torch so been interred?
Have we, the living, been so blundered,
That we no longer hear the thunder?

My friends, in Flander's Field
Lie those who fought with zeal,
And often with a dose of fear.
Do we still keep them to be so dear?

Do we, at home and abroad
Become, in ignroance, basked in fraud?
Forget the food and the fun
Remember those who hold a gun.

Remember those who beat the foe
Remember those who were brought low
Remember those upon the bier
Remember before they disappear.