We Shall Remember
41 million casualties since the war began
John Condon among them, died like a man
He was only 18 when he met his demise
Ypres, Belgium he finally closed his eyes
We shall remember
He wasn’t the youngest to serve in this plight
In Serbia Momčilo Gavrić claimed that right
Promoted to corporal instead of being at school
At eight years old he was the armies fuel.
We shall remember
Then there’s Sidney Lewis, A Surrey lad
Was twelve years old when in uniform he clad
Fought in the battle of the Somme, just a kid
Who knows what secrets he must have hid
Witnessing death from such a young age
Ghosts of the battlefield whom died so brave
Must haunt a man until he meets his grave
We shall remember
Duke of Cambridge’s John Henry Parr
Was just seventeen when he died in Obourg
Shots from a rifle was the last noise he heard
Buried in the St Symphorien Cemetry, southeast of Mons
We shall remember
Horace Iles aged fourteen was forced to fight
When a woman handed him a feather of white
Only two years later his life was the cost
When in the Somme he was brutally shot
We shall remember
Thousands of children died through the war
These are just a few, but there are plenty more
Young men whom should never have died
Facing their foe across enemy lines.
We shall remember
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn them
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We shall remember
We Shall Remember