The battle raged,
The bullets flew,
The blood all mingled with the dew.
Our loved ones died,
Their lives were lost,
And we were left to count the cost.
Our hearts were sad,
Our bodies wracked,
But we had made a solumn pact.
The battle raged,
The bullets flew,
And out of chaos, democracy grew.
Dick Underwood 2010
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All funeral poems that I have written and to which I hold the copyright can be used completely free of charge for non-commercial purposes, such as personal use during a funeral or memorial service. If you do find them helpful, I would appreciate a ‘comment’ being left under the poem on the website.
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Dick Underwood
