Tell them to remember

Tell them to remember.

The numbing cold I feel.

Dirty, bleeding hands,

That clasp around the steel.

Tell them to remember,

I try to always be brave.

Every day I'm reminded,

The ground I trod will be my grave.

Tell them to remember,

I knew I wouldn't go home.

You can pass me every day.

And see the flag near my stone.

Tell them to remember,

I was only eighteen.

I was haunted every second,

By the things I had seen.

Tell them to remember,

I held my head up high.

The echoes of the blasts,

Made grown men cry.

Tell them to remember,

The sacrifices made.

The freedom that is yours.

Had a price to be paid.

Tell them I remember.

My mother's solemn face.

She kissed my head and pulled me in,

For one last embrace.

Tell them I remember,

Barely becoming a man.

The dreams I had for my future.

And all my exciting plans.

Tell them to remember,

I wasn't the only one.

Thousands of hearts and souls.

By the time it all was done.

Tell them to remember,

The faces scarred with loss.

Prayers yelled aloud.

And hands holding a cross.

Tell them to remember,

Not just on one day.

We all had a future we never lived,

But that's the price we paid.

-Written by Charity Jones