Cenotaph

history repeats itself

remembrance sunday,
a war to end all wars.
and the war that came after that,
to keep freedom's flag flying

lest we forget
the glorious dead,
poppy day, remember poppies are red
and the fields are full of poppies

history repeats itself

and when the lights go on again
all over the world,
and when the boys come home again,
all over the world
rain and snow will be all that fall,
from out of the sky
a kiss won't mean goodbye,
when johnny comes marching home