No Cure for the Sorrow

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Photo by Linda Rose

Memorial Day – 2017

There’s no cure for the sorrow
That war puts upon
The family, the soldier
The lover, the young

Oh, I sing of the sad ones who wander around
Without anyone knowing what’s pulling them down
And I sing of the broken, and the fatherless child
And I sing of the loved ones who were left to survive

I sing of the leader who had to press on
Without thought for the fallen: the brothers, the sons
And I sing of true heroes with so much to loose
How they kept pushing onward, even though they could choose

Here’s to the ones who wait for so long
For word from their lovers, and how they’re getting on
And here’s to the brave ones who turned back around
To fight with their brothers, til’ they too were pulled down

There’s no cure for the sorrow
That war puts upon
The family, the soldier
The lover, the young

© L. Rose – 4/19/2008

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