hallow be this land consecrated
by the blood of fallen heroes,
hallow be their names and deeds
sanctified, blessed and remembered
who took up arms to defend
their families and future
against the heroes of the enemy
who died with valor
the sirens scream and
the bells do toll and ring
crying out for the children
of the land, buried and moldering
the tomb stones so cold
severe lines of graves uncaring
are not moved by tears shed
and moans and wailings said
so be it, and will there be no
more war and memorial days will
pass away remembering only
the pain and hurt or
shall we beat the drums of revenge
and new born tragedies of preempt
the land is already hallowed
we will hallow it a bit more
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