No Man's Land

The soldier's gone,

The battle's
won,

But still the memories

Live
on.

In faces

In
places,

Etched with the sorrow

Of
war.

The land is scarred,

Not like
before.

It's seen a thousand

Days
and nights

And deaths.

But behind
the lines

And the battle scars,

The
truth remains

To be seen.

And the
grooves

Dug out

Of a soldier's
eyes

Show pain and misery.

The
glory has long since

Been
forgotten

And the heroes

All
churned up inside.

There's a price

To be paid

When you
realise

That war is never kind.

Now
the war is over

Only No Man's
Land

Remains.

To act as a harsh
reminder,

And leave our brothers

In
the land.