War Graves

War Graves

There up on the hill remain the hidden reminders of what went on there

Lost tunnels now half buried and covered by undergrowth

An old water collection system dammed form a stream

Broken pottery from dead soldiers' plates

Rusting spent bullets and abandoned tools

Old weapons now treasure to the serious collector

And most poignant of all the forgotten graves of the soldiers

Only God knows the number and where they lie

How they died is known to them and to Him

All of this is an example of war and its utter stupidity

Young men forever lost on a foreign battlefield

Sent here to fight and die by their government

Now remembered by nobody except me...