For the Boys Who Went to War (and the childhood they left behind)
For the boys who went to war
Their childish dreams aglow
Of fighting with their friends,
So little did they know.
So little had they lived
To know what horrors lay
Waiting in the trenches,
A game they’d learn to play.
Their childish ways forgot
As death loomed o’er their head
Their guns fired real bullets,
No one there played dead.
Their playing days had gone
The child went with them too
The things he saw and did,
He’ll never share with you.
So think of that small boy
Who bravely went to war
He left home as a child,
That child will be no more.
To all the brave people who made the ultimate sacrifice, we are forever in your debt.
