Names carved into stone tell an ancient tale
Of days long past and youthful dreams that pale
With wounds endured and crafted in travail
Here is a generation of lost hope
A vast list of sacrifice beyond scope
Forlorn and lost to wars evil struggle
Each name a testament to their belief
Their lives extinguished all too brief
Turned back to dust, dressed with deaths apparel
For every name a story was written
Lost in time their deeds now forgotten
Every heart that once followed loves example
The distant guns are now forever silent
Just the long list of those who are absent
And the memory of the cruel battle
Now there is no one left to take the blame
For brave lives given to carry the flame
Of dreams and hopes for future lives to claim
So take your time and study every name
Each one a life of promise and proclaim
Their sacrifice was not laid down in vain.
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