#482 - mourning all

 

 

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mourning all

keep up with first light

still in a dream      

this is the sacred day

think of them 

call country to the witness stand  

remember them when you remember 

what it means to be here

mourning all

followed orders to the grave

and those defending, those defenceless

shuffle on with song and scar, missing limb --

      ghost armies 

many in the hearts and minds make believe that they were there 

now they’ve done their empathy

one tribe more nation than another

one skin more lit    

onward such soldiers till which war is won

tell me

where’s monument for the invasion dead? 

isn’t war vicarious unless it’s done to them? 

all souls all saints   

and the unknown remains still gather up a country’s soul

at the going down of the sun  

let’s not say empire now

when’s the day for the unconsoled 

of not a Christian name?      

it’s round the world for freedom’s fight

but war begins at home

unmournable!

sacred thing we begin

holy to speak of our skin in the game    

in the blank of the page   

a stage turner

just imagine nobody here   

you really do have to imagine

knock knock who’s to 

defend the monster I become?  

neither either or 

but if we are to heal

it’s all around my hat   

all touched

observe a rising sun

call them who were here before

still are 

to witness

and to our hearts as well     

let’s all ask

who are we?   then...

come on along a little further  

we can’t remember here