Bear’s Lost Battalion

Warriors of the interior
I light my joint careful
To scarred by trench living
The instinct too deep
Live for package
News from away
A letter
Her perfume
Armistice by fall?

Never warm
Never silent
Never safe
The boredom
The terror
The never agains

We bandage the wounded
Send them right back
EAP - three little letters
Signal a battle
When munitions are low
Wounds that needs lending
But still fit for line

An army of civil
Forgotten back home
No histories in horror
Forgetters us all
We sup on the flesh
Of the young
And indentured

Supply chains stretched dangerous
Our scopes
Stopped by mud
Sent guard for ideas
A moldering horde
But stiff upper lip
Cause grammar still matters

Remember our fallen!
Remember our harm!

We dream of home
While they labyrinth our days
Hope home still exists
The sweetheart stayed true
The truce is a coming
The wound fade to scars

Remember our fallen
Speak of their stories
Write some new songs.

Pehiw W2022

For D who knows and protects