Under Other Skies

We marched
But our words weren’t heard
Through streets
Strewn with banners
Desperate pleas
Of the never again

They marched
Through trenches
Cut from skin and bone
Held together
By fear and hope
A dusting of red petals

We marched in their names
For our sons
For those sons
Under other skies
And we begged
To those men in hallowed halls

And they let our desperation echo
Bouncing off the reams
Of names
Of the fallen
Heard only by those ghosts
Recalled every winter

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