What must it have been like? The waiting

What must it have been like? The Knowing

What must have been like?

The fear

The dread

The smell

How does a sense of duty instill such bravery? Such courage

Where does that sense of duty come from?

I cannot express my honour and gratitude

More than heroes

It took a war

To make these ordinary people

Into lions, into idols

And lest we forget

They saved our souls