For King And Country

Brave men,scared men and cowards
All awaiting a whistle
Straight jackets and wards will be their award
For death is a single bullet whilst your life fizzles away
But no,ye shall carry on
   For King and Country

With the dropping of water seeming as a tear
A never ending stream is not all that you can hear
But the monstrous roar of the big guns draw near
The earth is lifted and the mere trees can’t compare
    For King and Country

You,alone,sat behind the trenches
Death mere inches

The world so dark and lifeless
You must be selfless

A world too far to grasp
Horror too near to behold

This world all too senseless
A world all too grim

   For King and Country