Want of More
Neath six feet below.
Lie his old bones.
A causality of war.
As Millions before.
The Young with the Old.
Those rich or poor.
For Want of More.
A Human Resource.
Neath cold gray stone.
Engraved Unknown.
Lie his old bones.
Forever Alone.
Copyright © R J. Elless | Year Posted 2023
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