Poems of the Era 6
The Common Man
The war, the fear, the lust for power,
As the sun rises over the black night sky,
the midnight white stars disappear.
The common man rises, out of thy bed.
This man though, ready for another day.
A day of hardship, of blood, mud and grit.
Watching hid comrades' fall before him.
Wondering if he would make it through the day.
Every day, the black fear in his heart growing the pain.
His family, his wife and children, he fought for them, Knowing if he failed they would die,
"Tis this man, all the common men, they fought,
still fight, they died, still die to keep you safe.
Then the warmth, the golden warmth his heart feels as thy common man receives the parcel,
The parcel that contains the small letter from his family.
These, they drive him to keep going.
But with this happy warmth, comes red hot anger, why can't he be with his family.
This anger, it drives him, fuels him to fight, to kill and to protect.
He promised, to himself and his family to end this war.
To make his and their lives filled with joy, happiness and warmth.
This common man saved you!
So remember that.
Lest we forget
Australian and New Zealand Army Corps
They fought for us,
Therefore we remember them as heroes.