“Lying in the Battlefield”
by Syne27

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Show me a memory of today’s dying era.
Tell me ‘bout the legends, forgot by young minds.
Remind me of the glory in battles long past.
Let me know ‘bout the war, and hate of all kinds.

You want to forget, just as much I want to know.
Tried to bury the past, and wash away that crimson hue.
But you left one body lying in the battlefield.
You might not know it, but you’re a corpse, too.

Tell me about the battles. Where you scared?
Remind me of my father – the one that I never had.
Let me know the horror you saw those years.
Show me all of the nations – the good and the bad.

I want to know the details of my own life.
Tried to bury the doubt, and live on without you,
But you left one body lying in the battlefield.
You might not know it, but I’m a corpse, too.

Remind me of why I’m here all alone.
Let me know if you might come home someday.
Show me the way to find you if I need to.
Tell me “It’s alright, son.” Tell me “one day”.

You wanted to forget – and that included me.
Tried to bury the past, but the pain only grew.
‘Cause you left one body lying in the battlefield.
You might not know it, but you’re a corpse, too.

Let me know all about your secrets.
Show me your method, to block the pain out.
Tell me everything, so I can forget too.
Remind me nothing: I don’t want to hear you shout.

I wanted to remember, at least until I knew.
Tried to bury the doubt, when it came anew.
‘Cause you left one body lying in the battlefield.
You might not know it, but you killed me, too.

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This might be slightly anticlimactic, but it needs to be poem in no way reflects myself nor anyone I know. I have no idea where it came from. But I like it - so it goes up anyways.