Children of war

We remember it as "the day
dad bought the new telly" or
"mum passed her driving test"

They remember,that as the day
"our sister was blinded by shrapnel
that peeled away her sight".

"It was exactly one year
to the day our brother died
killed by men who didn't care
that he was only six".

Cromwellian attitudes in a
Macchiavellian world.So we don't
stand a chance and the louder
We scream, the less we are heard.