You Will Not Be Forgotten.

The wind did not blow, the smoke did not scatter, the thick bruise-blue smoke was a nightmare, a nightmare fallen upon the earth upon an earth from whose throat a rattling came, upon an earth that was vomiting blood there was gunfire from every side the target of the shooting could not be seen it was human beings falling to the ground it was shining leaves rolling in dust and blood. You found me on such a field you took my strengthless arm, you drew me after you, in search of a land far from war ...