Monday, 29 January 2007

The Trampled Rose

The trampled rose on the blood red field

Where battle raged and fates were sealed,

Was all that stayed of a soldiers dream

Of a love that died with a soldiers scream.

Where hearts were called to the battle cry,

And dying eyes looked to the sky,

Where life was lost and freedom found,

Where a blood red rose fell to the ground.

Where cannons roared and death laid claim,

Where a final word was a whispered name,

Where a battle raged for freedoms cause,

And a soldier died for the trampled rose.

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