Yet manfully they went to war
Sent off by the political whore
How red the fields now filled with blood
Laid down their lives, it did no good.
Their lives now lost, they are no more
Wretched souls that fared so poor
No more to open their front door
Now lying buried in coffin wood
Yet manfully they went.
And still young ones go as before
They never even up the score
And poppies grow where soldiers stood
In truth it’s where they all still should
What were they really fighting for!
Yet manfully they went.

©Joe Wilson – Wasted lives…2019

Why I chose to write this in Rondeau form I can’t really say. It just came out that way.