Lest we forget war
Lest we forget peace
There is grief in dislocation
And now I must move on
Keep beetling along
But what if I stood my ground?
Or just sat here a while longer
Can I rage against losing it all
Rage, rage
For smiles and silly things
I’ll rage
For continued conversations
Good mornings
Goodnights
I’ll rage
For snow and sun and prayers
I’ll rage
Finally, I am a sum of my memories
And so I rage
As I refuse to forget