This isn't about front lines and deep mud,
it's not about sacrifice and bands of brotherhood.

It's not calling for silence or for national pride,
it's not about cenotaphs and those left behind.

No, this a thank you to one Ernest Page,
Gunner Sergeant, Royal Field Artillery, 182nd Brigade.

Thank you for ducking, thank you for dodging,
thank you for lasting, thank you for living.

Thanks for returning back home to Brockley.
Thanks for asking Gran and building a family.

Thank you for dad and for little Aunt Betty,
for Pam and for Pete and for cousins aplenty.

Thanks for Rose Cottage, for trips round the lake,
thanks for loud laughter and sleepy eyed late

mugs of hot chocolate and medeira cake slabs.
Thanks for my sisters, thanks again for my dad.

Thank you for surviving, and all that implies.
I owe you it all, I owe you this life.

the only way to survive
it's letting you go
let you go
it's like dying
denying  the thought of you
it's like living in the dark
I’ll become blind
I’ll become dry
but I'll be alive ...
will I ?

Once I thought I  was born  to fly,
till now all I was made to do was rely on,
I was just a standby.
Once I wanted   to be  the snowflakes,
but got cursed to be a snow grave.
Once the mirror used to reflect  me blest (bless),
now it only mocks me to death.
Once I used to love to feel alive,
now all I hope is to survive.
Once I used to love the sun,
now all  I feel is it's burn.
Once I was ready to live life,
now all I  see and face is strife.
Once I used to love the glow in the  dark,
now all I see and face is stark.
Once I was other's cover, their fence,
now all of it is past tense.
Once I was other's perfect illusion,
now all I am left is my own delusion.

Fear is something we run from.
We run so very fast but some people are left behind to be overcome with fear.
I will go back for them and make sure they are all pulled out of their trance.
I will make sure they don't let go of the rope that life is.
I will catch them if they start to fall.
I fight for those who can't or just won't.
I don't give up.
I lie to face my fears.
So if you need to, lie, ******* lie if you have to.
We are not rocks stuck in one place not to move or improve.
We are like the air,
The water.
We flow freely in our own direction.
Don't let people force you one way.
I don't care if you say,
"Oh, they are just saying that."
Or
"That's a lie."
What I am saying is not a lie!
I have been down the road that you are on right now!
There is a light at the end of a tunnel.
That light that guides you at the end of the tunnel is the people who care!
Care!
They
Love
You!
Listen, face your fears don't let them by and lie.
Remember lie if you need too.

If you Win, you live
If you lose, you die
If you don't fight you can't win.
So Fight **** It!