When Freedom Bled

by Richard John Scarr

When came the moment, came the men.
For they were made of special seed!
And so they flocked to heed the call.
Each one a man of special breed!

Allied they came from far and wide,
to fight in freedom's name.
And valour was their watchword.
But their likes will never come again!

They were great uncles and great granddads,
of every colour, culture, creed.
And they came because they could not stand,
and watch the cause for freedom bleed!

They fought upon the battlefields.
On the sea and in the air.
There was barely a parent in their land,
who could not say: "My boy is there!"

Time and time they risked their lives.
Even knowing time was running out.
Yet still they ventured into hell.
That's what raw courage is all about!

They fought the scourge of tyranny,
to keep us safe and free.
And many thousands gave their lives,
to protect the cause of liberty!

So spare a moment now and then,
in the midst of this and that.
To send up a prayer of thanks to them.
And if you wear one. Doff your hat!

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