ABOVE US SING THE LARKS

Soldiers tears
In blinded eyes
Broken hearts
Face new starts
Wife and children
In breast pockets
Now are blank
Save memories docket

Keep in line
Hands on shoulder
Of man in front
Still a soldier
Regimental orders
Still are barked
Above the battlefield
Sing the larks.

Looking for
A branch to settle
Upon  the odd tree
Ravaged by metal
A world of darkness
Forever now
Mans inhumanity to man
A cursed vow.