They said they couldn’t **** another a man a soldier might call a brother but clearing death from sodden trenches repairing trucks with rusty wrenches. These men did their bit too.
Many a shot mowed these men down in trenches filled with awful sound they fell and died, their blood as red and in the end were still as dead. These men did their bit too.
Some men can’t fight no matter what so other work was what they got and midst the cordite battle smell they picked dead comrades as they fell. These men did their bit too.
Four long years the battles raged by Armistice young men had aged so many young men had sadly died pacifist stretcher men by their side. These men did their bit too.
Pacifists choose simply not to **** Clearing bodies became their great skill patching up wounded and moving them back under the vilest of mortar attack. These men did their bit too.
Soldiers died that we might live reconcile now and forgive peaceful men did also die honour them too where they do lie. These men did their bit too.