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The Monument
The monument stands, I gaze up high,
And see it reaching towards the sky.
Names of soldiers who bravely fought,
To outlast a tragedy the world hadn’t sought.
Imagine the scenes of battlefields,
The guns an’ screams an’ terror it yields.
So here I stand, humbled and small,
So many names that cover the wall.
Here stands the courage, the heart of the past:
The honour these soldiers deserve to the last.
© Declan Fahey 26.4.2011
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